Rain overnight again. The lash of it against the window through the evening gloom then a soft patter through my dreams. A dark overcast morning until the sun suddenly breaks through and turns the tree canopy a glistening emerald.

Rain overnight again. The lash of it against the window through the evening gloom then a soft patter through my dreams. A dark overcast morning until the sun suddenly breaks through and turns the tree canopy a glistening emerald.