So the daily prompt today goes like this –
Write down the first words that comes to mind when we say . . .
. . . home.
. . . soil.
. . . rain.
This is what comes to my mind on reading these words-
Home = Comfort
Soil = Life
Rain = Memories.
I don’t really have any memories attached with rain but the beautiful smell(petrichor) and the dark sky,it all makes me feel better and poetic at times.It is also a great time to enjoy a great cup of tea with a book.Even the tapping sound of rain is beautiful,isn’t it?
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And enjoying the rain by going out in the open is even more beautiful.
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Yes indeed,but I prefer avoiding it in winters. 😉
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Yes, the tapping sound of rain is soothingly beautiful 🙂
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