Tales of my quest for similes woven into the tapestry of life.
“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.” ~ Rabindranath Tagore
I really should not quote anyone whose name I can't pronounce but this Indian poet perfectly described yesterday afternoon...
thought I would share...
Two hours earlier the much needed rain and tag-along wind were beating at my back door...
only to make way for this...
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