25.2.09

Rain

It's raining in West Preston. Sweet, blessed, misty rain. I haven't opened my umbrella for so long I was scared it might be full of spiders. (Melbourne has had a measly 2 millimetres of rain since Christmas.)

The children in the school playground were wandering bare-headed through the droplets, soaking up the damp wonder of it all.

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