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ROLLING WITH JAMES JOYCE ON AN IRISH HILL

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ODE TO THE BOOKISH GIRLS

The Rain

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What is it about the rain darling? I can’t seem but to slow my pace whenever I feel the first drop on my shoulder. The village is mostly entertained with dark and dreary weather and the rain is always coming, always wanted.

You will find us pacing around the cobble stone streets when the rain comes — in our boots, our thick coats and thicker eyebrows, with a handbag on our forearm and an open umbrella held by our glove covered hand.

…days when shorts and wellies will do to run in the woods while the heavy rain still reaches me amid the tall trees.

There have been days of looking at the rain behind the window of my drawing room — myself and some of the cats that usually gather on the benches of the piazza, and days when shorts and wellies will do to run in the woods while the rain reaches me amid the tall trees.

The rain takes those weary emotions for me so I don’t have to endure them. There is no pressure to exude happiness when the rain is around, unlike the sun, so you can just be.

Story credits: David burton for Elle Italia for the image.

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