Unfinished

The air smells like rain. Thunder rumbles, a distant roll through dark clouds. Showers ride west winds, pelt seedlings with angry drops as it pours. Sunflowers sway on strong stems and absolutely love it.

PHOTO: coloring on the porch, unfinished drawing.
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