I’ve learned to listen whenever we get heavy rain. Check to see that the jerry-rigged sump pump is still upright and its line’s not clogged.
Yes, indeed: too much rain, and the sump pump kicks in. Or else the cellar floods, along with the furnace.
It’s all a matter of perspective.
Jnana's Red Barn 
Your post made me stop to think about the sound of rain. 😉
And what else, on that list?
I’m recalling how my wife would awaken, hearing something in the breathing of a child in another room.
Amazing, really.
As for a homeowner …
Yup. And my sump pump has taken a bit away from the peace of nature’s solitude in a long, steady rain. Such enjoyment to listen and watch … the rain, that is.
The pump’s location is right under my reading spot in the living room. When it kicks in, I look out the window to make sure the discharge isn’t frozen like it was a couple of hears ago. The prolonged whirring in the basement was coming from a pretty unhappy and “steaming warm” submerged motor. Ah, what fun.
And there was the time it didn’t work at all. Another story for another time. But my wet-vac earned her keep that day.
Yes, the voice of experience. All the joys they never warn us about when we set forth to be the master of the house. Ready or not.