#Clouds #Weather
The long stretched out stratus
had gathered around since lunchtime
goading the people behind the window
into a feeling that something wet
was going to fall on their heads
umbrellas were placed on standby
but although many wished it
and grasses and plants in gardens screamed out for it
while the mercury remained high
They sat in the evening sky
and decided to hold on to their buckets
at least until morning
Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.
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