I like coming home, I am lucky I can come home three or four times a year. It is a stark contrast with my student days when a two-year stint in Tokyo meant just that, two years, no chance to come home. No skype, email, facetime etc either; it was old-style letters, even 'tapes' made for the tech-savvy. I am lucky, except for the winter-summer switch. Cold to hot, cold to steamy...
But then the rain. And the rain cools things down just a bit....
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| The drops and sunlight |
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| Hanging in there |
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| Straight up |
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| Frangipanis |
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| Unfurling |
...and makes for good pics. These ones early in the morning, before the sun dried up the drops and before mum and I hit the shops for all that necessary post-Christmas retail therapy (and related matters).
True stuff: it is good to be home rain, hail, shine or humidity.
[Camera : Lumix TZ-85, 6.27am-6.29am; 29 December 2017]
