Setting on the porch listening to it rain. If you listen close enough the rain will tap out a rhythm. The few flowers that are left in my gardens are getting the dust washed off of them. The sound of rain dancing on the tin roof calms the soul. Weather man says rain during the night. Hoping for no thunder or we will be up all night listening to Miss Lily bark.
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