alexanderm |
Wysłany: Czw 16:36, 02 Gru 2010 Temat postu: Listen to the rain |
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Sometimes you can smell the rain coming. And it always takes me back to sleeping in the upstairs bedroom at my grandparent's farmhouse. It made a glorious sound on the tin roof front wigs, almost like a symphony. I'd quickly scramble (climb ) into bed making \-freshened air. The chill in the air wasn't so noticeable under a mountain of cozy quilts and blankets. A warm, comfortable bed with the rain pounding overhead is hard to leave behind.
To this day full lace wigs, I love rainstorm, how they perfume the air hair wigs, the sound they make on the roofs, and sleeping under homemade quilts. |
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