A little fall of rain
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| Rainy season is a bitch. A sticky, icky, gross, damp son-of-a-bitch. Without tsuyu we would have hot, dry summers, without the chest-heaving discomfort of humidity. And it seems that rainy season has turned up a couple of weeks early. | All week a maelstrom of clouds have rolled across the city, making everything close and muggy, and threatening rain every time you dare to leave your brolly at home. One plant seems to thrive in this season, and it has a vile semen-smelling pollen that reminds me of cowslip and feeling sick and groggy with hayfever. This plant grows everywhere and is about as horrible a smell as ever you could find. | Listening to the rain is extraordinary. It keeps winding itself up to ferocious downpours and then backs off to a light drizzle. A constant cycle of wet and damp. And the good news? It is going to cut nicely into the weekend. Well my weekend, Rhod will be handcuffed to his computer at work. |
