Source of photo: hippostcard
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It’s pouring buckets today. It’s almost midday and we need a light on in the house to read by. Outside my window, the grass is a deep, soft, lush green. It clearly appreciates all that water. Just past our lawn, the river is full to the brim and looks dark and powerful as it surges past our house. Locals tell us they’ve never seen it so high at this time of year.
It could be a rainy day in June, if not for the trees that are stripped bare of leaves and the Christmas decorations that line the street.
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WEDNESDAY'S CHILD 