You cannot see the rain in this photo, only the shade and shadows and sunshine. But
Mellow thunder echoes through the evening and the soft patter of raindrops
Provides a counterpoint to percussion, a lyric-less melody until a feathered soprano
Joins her voice, confused at the juxtaposition of sunshine and thunder and
Raindrops.
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
My streams of thought meet here
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I'd curtsy but I'm drunk.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
“Provides a counterpoint to percussion, a lyric-less melody until a feathered soprano”…hotter and more alluring, in it’s on way, than that leggy kitchenalia eye candy you posted a few back…
Regards,
Leg Lover Louie
From St.Louis
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I still swear I barely noticed the girl in that photo! Wine, just wine. And apparently a kitchen appliance.
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And I swear I barely noticed the graphic flavor of the reopening of https://1xpad.com ….I’m going to play here while posting politics at that other place.
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Oh my! Those are some gams!
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We are melting in Mangalore and longing for rain.
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I wish I could send you some!
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It’s finally hot here, and muggy too. Hoping for rain!
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