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Tag Archives: RainIt’s getting ready to storm. I’m sitting on my front porch and the sound of the trees whispering in the wind is one of the most wonderful sounds I know. I love a good storm. Even as a child, I couldn’t wait to hear the thunder and see the lightening. Right now, I hear the […]  I love the rain. Everything about it. The sight, sound, and smell of it. Last night I was sitting on our porch and Charlie, our four year old, came out to sit with me. He asked why I was sitting in the rain. I told him I just liked it. Charlie stuck his hand out […] |
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