--Maybe
it's just me but there's something about a rainy day that sets the old doldrums
afire to begin chatting your name.
--If
I had my way I'd close all the curtains and refuse to look out at the world
while the sirens did their dang fool dance across the yard.
--But
like most things closing the curtains it
seems is a vampirish habit that is to be avoided all costs lest the
normal police have a gander and goodness
knows what they would do if that happened.
--I
will say one thing the old Rainy Whispering Winds day do provide a much need
break from the daily hustle and bustle of life. And perhaps that's why Old
Mother Nature provides the little darlings every once in awhile.....
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