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RE: Life is Ruinous, but Beautiful
Love the rain in the bark photo.
ADORE the child and puddle photo.
Somehow the sound of rain, when sitting out feels comforting and familiar, like our bloodline has heard it since ancient times. I love sitting on the porch when it rains, until lightening hits the tree beside my house ! Then I go in.
Yay for recognizing it is bark! There was a lot of question last time I used that picture :) The other one is my daughter last year. I love that picture.
I think you are right, the sound of rain is in our blood. Dang lightning, always raining on your parade...or electrifying it.