*Ahhhhhhh……*
Uncle Andrew
Rain. Rain, rain, rain, rain.
Gentle sheets of mist-like droplets settling on the leaves of rhododendrons, to collect and pool and drip off the downturned points in a muffled patter.
Heavier drops striking the asphalt with a crisp platting sound, the impacts so closely timed they make almost a hissing, a white noise backdrop to the morning birdsong.
Raindrops beating a random, metallic tattoo on the exhaust hood for our stove, the sound making its way down the long conduit to the kitchen, distant and present at the same time.
Mmmm, rain.
Let’s hope we get about six more weeks of this.
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