Tag Archive | Rain
CLEAN ME
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
Source:kittieheartsyou ? Clean me. Wet me. Drench me. Feel me. Touch me. Clean me.
Managing
Originally posted on Audrey Driscoll's Blog:
Nearing the bottom of Bin #2 One of the big garden jobs that actually got done in May was Compost Management. This means: 1) Shovelling out the remaining bit of finished compost from Bin #1 (the smaller one). 2) Building a new heap from all the accumulated stuff…
OUTSIDE
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
Source:headlikeanorange ? ? Please, I want to go outside. No reason for me to hide. The winds bring rain, but they are tame. I won’t fall or melt if hail was to pelt. I’ll be forever in your debt if you allow me to get wet. I’m pulling on my chain.…
A drop in the ocean
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
With the April workshop looming close, Stuart and I needed a break from work and headed off for the afternoon. We wanted to pay our respects to one of the influences behind the weekend, so we took advantage of a rare break in the weather. It has…
Walking through the drizzle
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
Walking through the drizzle When cloud presses down Tangling water and air, When there’s No earth to tread upon Just scraps of mist That trip and entwine, Snake sinuous, Slippery carcasses strewn on the quay, I stumble, my head full of Cold, dead fish And the ghosts of gulls…
Nothing But Cloudy Skies…
Originally posted on margaret lynette sharp:
Cloudy shkies Nothing but cloudy skies… Well, almost. Here in Sydney, we’ve had record rainfall for the month of August. Sure, the sun has broken through, even delivering days of unremitting sunshine. But, overall, it’s been a grey, soggy month. Not to complain, though. Misty days can be exceptionally…
Haiku
Originally posted on A Blog Less Traveled:
Pent up energy Searching for needed release Time to take a nap Compelling words heard Excitement begins to flow A lost phone number Searching through the night Shadows move into my dreams Comfort in your arms Grey clouds billowing Smell of rain is in the air Bright sun…
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