
Rain on a tiny flower bud. Macro shot. (Click picture for larger view)

The gray rainy days when drizzle and showers never cease, clouds block the sun and raindrops splash on blades of grass, coating them with shimmering beads of water; I love those days. In spring it heralds the wildflowers and weeds, small buds push their heads up above the grass; in the fall, it collects in tiny pools on curled leaves of red and gold. I try not to miss the beauty in these days."I am sure it is a great mistake always to know enough to go in when it rains.
One may keep snug and dry by such knowledge,
but one misses a world of loveliness."
~ Adeline Knapp
Submission for MacroDay topic "rain". (end of post)
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