I wonder if the sun will ever shine again. Time to think. Too much on my mind. I can't sleep.
I wish the rain would just wash me away. To be like that spot that eventually disappears after the water just keeps running over it. It gets smaller and smaller til you suddenly...
Of heaven and thaw
And rain to grass
The dew of love
And chirping nights
Crickets to the ribs
Humming to your tears
Frogs to your woes
Croaking your fears
Like any other
Thinking of you.
Its hypnotic and chaotic...I trace a wobbly but majestic heart on glass... lean in close enough to warm the window with my breathe...The outline of the etched heart contrasts beautifully with the rest of the foggy glass..With perfect mischievousness I add strawberry kisses...
pouring rain for days. just let the water pour over me and not push me away. just pour onto me and split into all kinds of directions once it finds me. Finally a feeling of importance and apreciation between Mother Nature and me, alone. Washing all the aching off me for as long...
Our home is stone with a metal roof. You cannot see the metal from the inside unless you are in the kitchen which has a wood cookstove. The metal is exposed between the rafters as the chimney exits the kitchen providing a wonderful drum for the rain! I love to sit and listen...
that unexplainable smell during/after its rained/raining. And when its paired with a beautiful sight like the image above how can you not just sit back and enjoy the droplets that fall from the sky adove.
when it rains. It's like somehow it brings back my old memories. When I was little I used to jump around in big puddles with my best friend Charles. We enjoyed the rain and the smell of the rain. We always used to go out when it rained. Ah great memories.
for rain, even though I'm not a great practitioner of prair, thunder finally broke the silence of this house. I expected it to be another show of tease but within minutes rain was pouring down and the earthy smell swept in through the open doors.
I went out to dance in the...