Sparkle

Looking out at a wet morning, I saw that some garsses had cought droplets of the rain and was catching whatever light was around.  The rain stopped and I though it would make a good blip.  Then the rain started again.  Then it stopped.  Then it started again.  That kind of day.
In a couple of months time, you might call this festive.

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