Sunday, August 23, 2015

556.


I should be asleep but I'm listening to the rain. It's one of my favorite sounds.

I'm also breathing in it's freshness and wondering whether it's cold or warm.

It's tempting to find out. But not tonight. The spiders are probably lounging about the porch eaves.

One day I'll dance in the rain...

Preferably in Italy.



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