I was taken over by an impulse to capture the glorious rain, that cools and cleanses the air. It was a welcome interruption from the heat and humidity and I wanted to save its sight, sound and perhaps though not successfully its smell.
The best thing about my mother's house is the view from the window. It isn't that nice: opposite the house is an old movie studio that now is occupied by a colony of rough built houses. In between the old movie studio and my mother's house is a small creek. It's officially "biologically-dead" (and visually so) but it still attracts a variety of creatures including birds. I hope you can hear their calls. The bougainvillea hasn't been trimmed in months but it looks wild and romantic don't you think?
