It's hot...and humid. It's monsoon season and the neighbour allows his dogs to yap and bark and bark and yap infinitely all day and night. Only when it rains, it seems, does he let them inside. There's peace and stillness in those torrential downpours, unless of course, i'm walking somewhere, then it's just dodging puddles of indeterminate
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Oh my, but that takes me back! We had a Crofter this round from India, who wrote a wonderful piece about the monsoon as "Kali's dances". Have reactivated your LJ and will follow regularly. Ah, these non-facebook folks.
many hugs,
uhclem ;-)
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(smooooooches)
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