Hamilton Gardens Weather
Advancing down from the clouds is the rain.
I groan in misery.
There is no place for rain in the gardens, I murmured darkly to myself.
I sigh as I trudge along the path.
I watch Lily shove some rosemary into her pocket,
Then I sigh deeply.
The rain keeps falling and continues to terrorise us.
I wanted the sunshine, not the rain.
I like the gardens, but not when it rains.
I watch Lily shove some rosemary into her pocket,
Then I sigh deeply.
The rain keeps falling and continues to terrorise us.
I wanted the sunshine, not the rain.
I like the gardens, but not when it rains.
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