Clarrie
The skies opened wide earlier today and delivered heavenly urnsful of life-giving water. The sound of the rain offers us a blanket of comfort that no other element does. It envelops us in its maternal embrace, sometimes with such a fierce protectiveness and at other times, gently, like a pigeon cooing. That rain makes the trees in the backyard stand up tall and *Himself (my Macadamia Nut tree) gets a slicked-back look that has him appear Clooney-like, very suave and debonair. There are leaves... Sign in to see full entry.