Facebook Publication Date: 7/28/2021 18:07
The other night, I was awakened by what turned out to be gentle drips. Something was happening, something unusual, in my little corner of Southern California. It was raining. Well, not *raining* raining per se, more of a drizzle; a soft summer drizzle that felt like a mist as I stood there on the porch and watched and listened. It was still warm; I didn’t need a sweater or a robe as I made my way with bare feet down the steps and stood on the walkway and let the mist envelop me……
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