Monsoon season afternoon rain will come very soon. School bus air thick as lard, tiny blue fan blowing hard - getting off the vinyl seats sounds a lot like ripping sheets. While the clouds form a bundle into the kitchen we all trundle; looking for milk and yummy snacks then to bedrooms we make tracks. Swimmers on as the rain pelts down grey as the concrete fence all round. Keen as mustard, back downstairs looking at the pool with eager stares. Our guest is shocked at our plan "Swim in the rain! I'm not a fan!" When we query her etiquette she responds "Because I'll get wet!"
Tropical Swimming
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Out of the Cave 
Didn’t see that coming 😀
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😆 true story
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The colors are brilliant and the description of the bus, brings it all back, that feeling of flesh peeling off of vinyl, and the rumble. Ugh, a headache for me. Thank you for sharing this tropical afternoon.
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The line, schoolbus air thick as lard is very accurate and evocative
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Beautifully written.
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Thank you all. It was only supposed to be a laugh.
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a wonderful portrait of merry mayhem 🙂
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*giggles with enjoyment*
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Thank you. 🙂
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