It's like the calm before the storm, outside.
Mama's maple and cherry trees shield the dark clouds away from sight. There are signs of budding leaves. Underneath, stems the emerging vain leaves of tulips.
The grass is green, fulfilling the promise of spring.
I am sitting here with my books, staring out anxiously anticipating the spring showers.
I love the smell of rain. I love the sound it makes. I enjoy the sight of droplets dangling from the tip of the branches.
Mama's maple and cherry trees shield the dark clouds away from sight. There are signs of budding leaves. Underneath, stems the emerging vain leaves of tulips.
The grass is green, fulfilling the promise of spring.
I am sitting here with my books, staring out anxiously anticipating the spring showers.
I love the smell of rain. I love the sound it makes. I enjoy the sight of droplets dangling from the tip of the branches.
Oh, Mr. Rocky.I am sure you're just like me, impatiently waiting for pretty flowers to blossom.
i love rain, but i don't appreciate all the earthworms that crawl out the ground after days of rain haha. geliiiiii.
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