Raindrops on window
Appear strung on dark tree limb
Like diamond necklace
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I never thought of raindrops this way! So creative ❤
I never thought of it but I see raindrops on my window as strung on a tree limb beyond the window because of having lost all vision in one eye. This causes me to have no depth perception. It is all flat to me. A lovely gift.
Lovely imagery 🙂
Thank you.
Gorgeous Ina, I love it when the raindrops hang on my washing line like strands of jewels.
Your clothesline must be beautiful.