*raises brow*

they sprinkle generously.

overcome with delight at spotting a boot on her timeline.

it really is the best of news. When she was gone, it was like..............winter.

offended.

Snailrin should not be offended, for she is a season all of her own. Happiness!

clearly, it's a wintry season. According to certain Lemongrasses.

misinterpreted! I just meant that it was like winter without boot!

and also, it *was* winter, at least here!

true enough. It was.

winter waiting for her just around the corner. It is a good thing.

if it has rained in bootland since we last saw you.

a little in some parts, too much for our next-doors. There's a reason for a certain poem of droughts and flooding plains.

which poem this is.

www.dorotheamackellar.co... and I paraphrased - it's flooding rains. Dorothea Mackellar.

what a beautiful ballad. Made my spine tingle, it did. Thanks for the share.

annoyingly, this ballad has been portrayed in ads etc, but always with an ocker, male voice. It's always been Dorothea (fem) in my head. .

yes, I enjoyed the female voice in my head, though the Australian accent seemed an odd one for a ballad.

how hard it would be to do a voice recording. And whether it would be worth all the bother.

for you to do one, you mean?

yes, but I think my voice would be too high pitched, upon reflection.

tried it and it's easy, as long as you have a microphone, because there are free online doohickey to edit and convert sound files.

unfortunately too busy to find one right now, because of preparing to go on a trip.