Mar 02, 2007 01:57
The constant patter on the roof. The white noise whoosh on the trees. (No leaves yet, it will be louder when there are.) Sometimes it gets louder and invades the room, knocking on the window and demanding to be let in. Gurgling into the gutters.
I dearly love the rain.
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