Saturday, April 6, 2013

ice rain

on yard duty yesterday.

one of the grade two girls likes to hold my hand as i walk back and forth across my area and she says "it wants to rain but it's forgotten how. see. see it's frozen rain."

as ice pellets fall in a thick stinging smear that peppers the skin of my face.

1 comment:

Linda Sue said...

That is so dear...Rain here has too much of a good memory!