.... meaning "I love the rain"... It just sounds better in French, pardon me.
Each time it rains I think about Paris. There is something distinct and unique about rain showers in Paris. It is just different, and special, and romantic. (I know that for sure, I've been places, or maybe I am biased, but I know that I do know). ^^
I love the rain for reasons dear to me.
It started this morning as raindrops, and soon gathered strength, enough to bring upon a downpour, and that was where the beauty all began. It gradually and steadily slowed its pace to that of a gentle rainfall, and the after-scent was intoxicating and reminiscent of the trips I've made to Paris.... ahh... how sweet those memories.
For now I will tuck myself under the duvet with a lovely book surrounded by piano music. My kind of treat on a cool day such as this.
Au Revoir!
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