We are having wild wet weather. Wind is swooshing through the pines, the wind chimes have jangled themselves into silence, rain is rattling on the roof and battering at the windows. I am warm inside watching the rivulets run.
Photo: Outside from inside Words to walk with:
A traditional children’s nursery rhyme
“It's raining, it's pouring;
The old man is snoring.
He went to bed,
and bumped his head
And he couldn't get up in the morning.”
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