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Raindrops on Roses
What a relief, to see some rain. Not much, but it's some. The plants are parched. The grass is so yellow it breaks when I walk on it. The water on the deck looks novel, I can't remember the last time it was wet. I am inclined to go sit, barefoot, outside.
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You lucky girl. We're dying up here. It poured, and I mean dumped buckets just 5 minutes from us yesterday -- so much that the streets were briefly flooded -- but not a drop. Zip. Zilch. Nada. in our neighborhood. Clearly, we have no Noah!
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