watching the weather today. the skies are turning from white to grey and back again. the rare patch of blue peeking through. the occasional sunbeam makes an appearance. the windows are open and the breezes blow in making the curtains in my little room dance. flutter. float. waves of far-off music and blooming jasmine drift in.
the sights and sounds and smells of rain approaching. calming. anxious. hypnotizing.
'there's always a period of curious fear between the first sweet-smelling breeze and the time when the rain comes cracking down.'
Saturday, April 14, 2012
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