Everyone is so tired of the rain and complaining about the weather. When I look at this picture I am grateful for the rain. Flowers are blooming like crazy and it gives me something beautiful to look at...unlike my protagonist who is still on a mountain top where all that grows is the dark green moss that makes things slippery. I smell clean rain here, but she must endure the dank, damp smell of mold and the constant chill in the air that seems to predict things to come. Always on edge.....she waits....wondering....will it be today?
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