Somewhere there is a magical world where it is always summer… sadly nowhere near here, this is the worst June I can remember… rain, rain, rain, thunder, rain, thunder and more RAIN. If only I could step into the image with my favourite peacock butterflies!
“You know how when you’re driving and it’s pouring down rain, you drive under a bridge and everything stops. Everything goes silent and it’s almost peaceful. Then you finally get out from under the bridge and everything hits you a little harder than before. – You were my bridge.”
Pluviophile
(n) a lover of rain; someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days.
