its raining!
the storm clouds have arrived.
grey, heavy, laden with water.
the beauty of a freshly cleansed city scape.
even the scrap of metal holds beauty.
bright green leaves.
brown earth, multi-hued flowers.
children getiing wet.
a chilly draft, cold enough to give goosebumps.
the smell of wet earth.
hot coffee.hmmmmmmm!
this is life baby.
1 comment:
This makes me want to come to madras sooner. oh how this foolish heart romantices everything. once icome there i forsee us stranded indoors bitching about the rains and how it kills our momentum while shopping.
tsktsk.
still. filter kapi is on my mind lover.
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