The rain came down hard.
I poured the tea in my cup, chucking the tea leaves from the strainer back into the pot, then sat down again in the rocking chair on the porch.
The sound of the radio in the kitchen could hardly be heard above the sound of the rain on the roof and ground. Thunder rolled through the clouds in the distance, a cool breeze played the chimes gently.
The smell of wet grass and earth filled the air, energising it.
I watched the grass plains and blue-grey sky, their colours more vibrant now at the end of the afternoon and sipped my tea.


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