Without an umbrella
I wish I were a chickadee too, love the rain, is kind of magic, watching the drops falling, the sound, the smell of weat dirt.
Oh! I’m glad you also caught that fleeing moment under the rain. Thanks for reading :)
I wish I were a chickadee too, love the rain, is kind of magic, watching the drops falling, the sound, the smell of weat dirt.
Oh! I’m glad you also caught that fleeing moment under the rain. Thanks for reading :)