A tickly shower

A lone sentinel, a newbie in this garden,  I am trying my best to stand upright under the hot sun, the light breeze at times providing a soothing feeling as it makes me sway gently under the sweltering heat, when all of a sudden it seems the skies have opened up.

Rain?  Umm...not exactly.



I am honoured to be the proud recipient of a shower of fragile cream and orange blossoms, their tender petals tickling me thanks to the

   
avuncular branch right above my head.

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Water weeps...

Hear them calling!

Those few drops

Endless chatter

Your very own piece of the forest

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One minute reads-9

My office beckons

Nature adds depth

Those terrible mornings!