


I can smell the rain approaching. The wind’s hand gently enfolds the giant blue-gum tree, shaking loose a few leaves. Together we whirl downwards.
The cicada clears its throat and starts chanting. The wind’s grip tightens. It starts shaking the rattle. Shaking and shaking, softly then faster. My heart leaps up and joins the dance. Branches are swaying together; thousand of leaves stamp their feet together. Heart beats accelerate, chests heave. The dancers swing around. They breathe as one. Faster, nearer, closer, further.

The first raindrop falls. The dogs run ahead. My eyes follow leaves twirling across the sky.
Then I run.
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5 comments:
I like the second one...your pup is so cute and your gaze is just right.
Very nice.
wow.how beatiful u r.and ur dogs.my heart beat faster and i smiled a real smile.everyone agrees u r beautiful.the writings good 2.al my liefde r
wow.how beatiful u r.and ur dogs.my heart beat faster and i smiled a real smile.everyone agrees u r beautiful.the writings good 2.al my liefde r
I love the pictures! And the images of walking your dog and the rain storm drawing nearer and nearer.
I remember the rainstorms of my childhood in the "ou Traansvaal".
I am grateful for the lessons my dog, Lady, has taught me.
When everyone is irritable and getting on your case, WAG YOUR TAIL AND SMILE.
I hold you in love.
i love these pictures. the sweet doggy paw against your face. and your face...perfect.
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