Thunderstorm.
But the air is still warm.
I like rain.
It washes away all sorrows.
While everybody was watching TV, I was walking in the garden.
Good move.
Thunderstorm.
But the air is still warm.
I like rain.
It washes away all sorrows.
While everybody was watching TV, I was walking in the garden.
Good move.
Beautiful words. Rain is always so fascinating for me too. Specially the first rains after a long spell of summer heat. Rain in Kathmandu is beautiful.