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[taym]

I got caught in a rainstorm coming back from noon Mass today. The gales tossed heavy blankets of water all down Baronne Street, and I ran from the shadow of eave to eave, happy to be free from thoughts of death row, or bedbugs, or anything that's made this first month such a struggle. Just rain

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rain

[twicker]

i, for one, love the sound that rain makes against the pipes in the bathroom...and we had a fabulous rain here late last week (that happily cleared up to enable us to enjoy a dry first weekend of fall festivals).

and your banker's lamp makes me absolutely homesick for my childhood piano, on top of which stood a framed print of renoir's boating party, a tambourine, my flute in its case, and one of those lamps. (to be fair, the fact that my adulthood piano is almost identical to my childhood piano softens that blow a bit--the flute, though, remains a source of pangs.)

Re: rain

[taym]

I heard about the rain from Anne. I miss that first rain- everything good in the year seems to happen to me in fall.

I love banker's lamps too; a lawyer on staff gave it to me as a welcome to the job present. No telling if she hands me a flute next.