17.2.20
The rain has subsided but has left pools of liquid and light everywhere, there is a mini lake where there was previously farmland, the paths, and roads have tidemarks of debris and mud. The wind howls, pushes and holds. But the sun shone and warmed our hearts. Until the wind pushed once more. & the rain started again, with a cold bite that hadn’t been there before. With the feel of winter all around, there are glimpses of Spring...
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