Sponging

March 12, 2016.  After too long without rain, when it finally began falling a sense of elation rose.  Ground like a sponge, and it seemed the trees were plumping up.  I find it hard to stay indoors during such elemental transition, and our Labrador easily persuaded me, ushered me to the back porch, covered but letting damp air gently blow through.  I stood out there until the rain let up enough for a few pics of dripping-wet poppies.  The image below is a collage of poppies – each poppy a collage of raindrops. PostSignaturePost_2016-03-12_Image_SpongingPoppies

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