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Flash Friday: Rain

6th November, 2009 - No Comments

The sky turns gray, full of heavy clouds. First one drop falls, slipping through the air, to fall in a splash on the pond. Then the clouds unleash their weeping. Torrents of water rush to the earth, soaking everything they touch. Puddles form, deep and wide, for children to jump and splash in. The rivers grow and lakes fill. Uplifted faces are washed clean. Flowers and trees are fed and bloom happily in the gloom. Water makes everything new again. Fresh and clear and revived.