Tag Archives: rain
Nocturne
Last night, outside my bedroom window the rain serenaded a pitter patter lullaby to wash the day away while I waited for gutter music my favorite nocturne when raindrops slide down, down, down the roof like children on a playground … Continue reading
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Tagged Dale Rogerson, Friday Fictioneers, rain, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
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Sunlight
Today was a sunny day. A glorious, sunny, blue-skied day. So, after weeks of gray skies and rain, I decided to take a walk. As I stepped outside into the cool air–so completely unusual for Dallas at the end of … Continue reading
How I Have Missed Thee, Rain
Rain, rain. How have I missed thee? Let me count the ways: I have missed your pitter patter on my roof top watching all living things refreshed and alive again listening to the melody of droplets trickling down the spout … Continue reading



