Wet Wet Wet

[rejectomorph]

As the gray light reveals the world, the clouds settle lower and lower, until the swaying tops of the trees are fogged. The wind flutters the camellia leaves as well, and sometimes sends sheets of rain spattering against my window pane. There has been very little quiet all night, as the rainfall has been constant and sometimes fierce, sending cascades spilling from the overburdened roof gutters to splash in the small ponds lapping against the foundations. The entire night has been a delight, and the rain shows no sign of letting up, so it will probably sing through my dreams.