Saturday, May 7


The air has been thick with suppressed moisture all day and yet it has taken until late in the evening for the clouds to burst, suddenly and with great ferocity. The falling rain is so rapid it sounds much like that from a very powerful shower, the drops bouncing high up off the floor.

Already the atmosphere smells cleaner and you can almost hear the plants sighing with relief as the dust is washed from their drooping leaves and there is a hint of damp heading towards their roots.

Naturally, now is the time I remember I didn't go back to water the greenhouse. I bet those little plantlets are wild with envy for those ouside.

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