Waking up to the sound of rain on the roof usually means a quick return to slumberland; these days and nights, it is music to listen to for awhile. The air cleansed of dust and haze, the temperature moderate, the thirsty ground using every drop to make beauty. Joy and joy!
|In a dark corner, blooms seek the light. Thank you, rain!|
|The rainbow eucalyptus goes bloomin' crazy to keep the honey bees happy|