Water Logged
This wasn't a summer of sun. This was a summer of rain.
This wasn't a summer of sun. This was a summer of rain.
Bands of sun rolled across the cloud-shaded lawn. The voices in my head (reason, experience, impulse, love, discipline, and desire) all said, “Go outside ...
Every downstairs window had fogged up on the outside, quickly. I learned why the moment I stepped outside. Still raining, the suddenly warm, wet air felt thick ...
Two days before Christmas, it rained today. A lot. I wondered, “What would this be like if the temperature were below freezing?” Water loses density...
If only it were colder. It’s Christmas eve day, and instead of snow, we’re getting doused with rain. As a Pennsylvanian, I am accustomed to this. Ou...