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Sitting in the claw foot tub listening to the rain scents of lavender and soap and peppermint candy cane. Grey outside but not in me For grateful is what I’ve chosen to be. ©Sharron R. McMillan
All the leavesand all the dreamsof summerfallen to the groundunfinished planslike warm duvets of colourin a moundleft out in the cold untilspring comes back around. ©Sharron R. McMillan
Dripping woods,crackling fire,rain washed fernsall inspirewords of gratitude,and hope,rainy day, no need to mopebut mopingis inherent in meI close up like an anemone,not wanting anyone to see,I wait for sunimpatiently. ©Sharron R. McMillan
There’s a rhythm in the raindropsas they splatter on the groundand the filling of the puddlesbrings a symphony of sound. There is laughter on the facesof the people dressed for rainand an almost ring of triumph in“It’s raining again.” ©Sharron … Continue reading
We can almost hear the forest sighing with relief. Even the Rhododendron has perked up.
It’s raining out so I sit on the old green bent rocker on my studio porch. A symphony of raindrops splash off the metal roof, cedar branches, maple leaves and the dirt path. Ravens deep calls in the distance, tree frog seems … Continue reading