Safe inside, toasty warm, while water pitter-patters on the roof… describe your perfect, rainy afternoon.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us RAIN
The middle of November, a brisk north easterly wind is blowing and along with it comes the rain, big, fat raindrops hitting the windows of the house, hearing them bounce off the rooftop making their own melody. From the comfort found indoors we listen to the rain and wind. Another log is put on the fire and we can feel it’s warmth whilst curled up together on the sofa, a blanket wrapped around our bodies. The cups of hot chocolate sit on the table, the steam rising off them, too hot to drink just yet. We sit together simply talking about our hopes and our dreams, our wants and desires. No distractions, no interruptions, just the sound of the rain, the wind and the roaring fire. We kiss and we cuddle, enjoying the simplicity of a perfect rainy afternoon together.
This post is in response to: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/06/15/daily-prompt-rain/