I love torrential rain. I like the snug, grey sky and the energy of the rain, leaping down and washing everything clean with purpose.
Then, I love that moment when the rain eases and it's quiet, everything smells fresh and green, and birds start singing again.
It's like they're saying, 'It's ok, you can come out now'.
1 comment:
yes!
as much as I complain about the rain, usually it's not quite true...I love it.
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