3rd
August
2013
Rain song
The song for today is an oldie: Here comes the rain again. There; a musical weather report.
To be fair, we had a beautiful summer forenoon. Sitting around the campground, chatting up the neighbours (who were all leaving, to make way for the next generation of friends you haven’t met yet). Commenting on a cool green trailer with a distinct military style. Turned out that it was U-Haul surplus, which is close enough. Trying to find new friends for dogs, by presenting hands that had got too close to a stranger. In real life, that doesn’t accomplish a thing. The dogs will flinch or fight according to their own priorities which are invisible to the common man.
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