The rain has hung the leaves with tears and the sky has developed a new shade of gray. The creek is calling out with a gentle wispier of protest as the rain works it way west past our backyard. It’s a perfect 55 degrees right now and i was forced to take a break from work and take this photo and post my thoughts. Such as they are.
Is that the view out your window? Looks wonderful.
I love your poetic first line. Good to read your thoughts again.