It was pouring it down this morning, which made me think, wow it's raining cat's and dogs... What a strange expression really... I spent a few minutes looking up into the sky which was thick with rain, and imagining cats and dogs actually falling out of the sky, tiny miniature cats and dogs ... I prefer that image than the French version il pleut comme vache qui pisse ( hmmmm a massive weeing cow ) ..... The rain lifted just after lunch but the clouds came down really low ( at the top of the mountain, opposite my window ).. They started thinning out & seemed to be almost clinging to the trees as the wind coaxed them away. It was like a form of dance, a sensual moment of exchanging caresses. I could almost hear the music to go with it in my head...
I wondered whether it was the trees or the clouds who didn't want to let go ? ...
Cumba waits outside when I go to pick up Elina from the crèche... I love, love, love Elina's shriek of excitement everytime she comes out the door and sees Cumba by the gate.. Then Cumba's funny noises and tail that wags wildly as she runs circles 'round Elina... Pure delight after a day appart ....
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