gray light soft soothing
smell of rain floats close to me
sound of trees drinking
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Our senses welcome rain breaking a drought. It has been a very dry summer.
gray light soft soothing
smell of rain floats close to me
sound of trees drinking
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Our senses welcome rain breaking a drought. It has been a very dry summer.
morning light in eyes
beams peek past the window edge
a friend has returned
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this morning the sun returned from its winter sojourn away from my window, continuing the slow dance from solstice to equinox, right to left. shining across the bed and into my eyes. a welcome thing in the pit of winter.
winter morning’s dark
dogs wait blots against the rug
bach fugues dance softly
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music and sunday mornings go hand in hand for me. the dogs are stretched out against the soft jewel tones of the old oriental rug on the dining room floor, in the soft lamplight of early morning. baroque music on the radio. coffee next!