Finding Blanche

Nothing stays the same.

Rain.

rain

Water drops by Sue Taylor

Sometimes, I hate the rain. I don’t like that soggy feeling. Don’t like getting my shoes wet. And it makes me sad.

But there are other times, like today, that the sound of the rain is sweet and comforting as I sip on a cup of green tea and sit at my desk with a fire in the fireplace.

It’s peaceful.


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  amyz5 wrote @

lovely


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