An evening summer rain. Large, quick drops, splash through leaves and drum on the roof. The scent of heat and earth. A rain dance. As a child I loved to dance in a warm summer rain, as I got older I shared this joy with my niece.
The growl of thunder.
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- Debra
- I work at the Eccles Community Art Center, where I am the assistant director, class coordinator, and a teacher. I am an aunt , a sister, a daughter, a friend, Mollie's human, and I live in beautiful Ogden Canyon.
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