Yesterday afternoon, the clouds cleared and I grabbed my camera and headed out with my grandson and the dog in tow. Here is what we found:
I hope that when my grandson is grown, and it rains, he remembers walking in the freshness with me.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
After the rain
When I was a little girl, and the rain came, I would stand in the window and sing, "Rain, Rain, go away! Come again another day!" But, through time, I have learned to welcome the rain. I know what's coming. After the rain, the air is fresh and the world is clean. The flowers stand high having sipped the goodness.
Yesterday afternoon, the clouds cleared and I grabbed my camera and headed out with my grandson and the dog in tow. Here is what we found:
I hope that when my grandson is grown, and it rains, he remembers walking in the freshness with me.
Yesterday afternoon, the clouds cleared and I grabbed my camera and headed out with my grandson and the dog in tow. Here is what we found:
I hope that when my grandson is grown, and it rains, he remembers walking in the freshness with me.
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2 comments:
I love rain too Terri. Rain is good!
Hey are those wine red peonies?
Those are wine red peonies! They're in my neighbor's yard.
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