Il pleut et pleut et pleut

On Monday morning, my youngest was practicing her French, “Il pleut, et pleut, et pleut…” it turned into a sort of chant, or song. Later I was convinced she had performed some kind of rain spell. My shoes are still drying out.

gathering gloom, precipitation within sight.
gathering gloom, precipitation within sight.
A study of rain on window, as the view was non-existent for the rest of the day.
A study of rain on window, as the view was non-existent for the rest of the day.

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