rain

  • The Year It Rained More — And Other Things I Can’t Prove

    Some Julys are wetter than others not because of the sky but because of what happened underneath it. The fevers weathered, the small hand held, the ordinary miracle of everyone waking up, at last, cool to the touch.

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  • Rain, Rain, Come Again

    I love the rains; as long as I am in my house or in a car which is smoothly moving. My love for the sun, rain and everything in between is very subjective.  I have moved from one hot and humid place to another hot and humid place so you can understand why I am…

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