My pink poly pro this morning.
It's raining outside and a hurricane is expected to follow. I absolutely love rainstorms. The grayer the better. The darker the better. The windier the better. There is a fine line between sounding deliciously destructive and being horrifically so - and I hope that nothing tragic comes of these hurricane warnings.
But for now. There is nothing better than listening to the rain, tying my hair back, covering my camera in a ziploc bag and aluminum foil and heading outside for a rain hoop dance.
I hope it rains all day and night.
It's raining outside and a hurricane is expected to follow. I absolutely love rainstorms. The grayer the better. The darker the better. The windier the better. There is a fine line between sounding deliciously destructive and being horrifically so - and I hope that nothing tragic comes of these hurricane warnings.
But for now. There is nothing better than listening to the rain, tying my hair back, covering my camera in a ziploc bag and aluminum foil and heading outside for a rain hoop dance.
I hope it rains all day and night.
2 comments:
Ooohhh I'm actually jealous. All this talk about storms lately has me wanting to go hoop in one, maybe with lightning flashing in the background overhead, and the wind knocking my hoop around me. It sounds majestic and humbling.
I demand photo evidence of this amazing rain hoop dance! yepp.
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