Wet

It was a wet, cold and miserable and this morning I have found it impossible to shrug off the weather's influence. I have, however, discovered something pretty cool and that it takes a lot to get a raindrop to roll downhill.

Outside a fine drizzle

has coloured the grass.

A vivid green and

as raindrops fall

on drooping leaves

they don't roll downhill

but sit perfectly still

or cling to the underside

in defiance of gravity

until a breeze blows by

and a heavy tear

turns pendulous and falls...


I'm just glad I am inside, warm.