Bards see rain as grace.
Balance of power, beauty.
Water from heaven.
A bard sees the rain
as beauty, change and power.
A bride-not so much.
The week before and after Christmas were particularly wet here in Georgia. So wet there was major flooding actually. The Chattahoochee, which runs through the city of Columbus, reportedly rose over 30 feet. Local creek beds overflowed into rushing rapids … Continue reading
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