megaphonnic

It hasn't rained this hard since about two months ago. What was rumoured to be a light shower turned out to be Biblical. The Roost Cafe has never been so full, The soothing hot coffee mixed with the warm, safe ambiance, A fine contrast to the unforgiving and harsh weather outside. So much for my bean high. Walking through the ovular landscape seeing nothing but the tops of houses and trees as they appear on the horizon, gaining height as if if growing out of the ground just to greet me at walking speed,I suddenly see her Phoebe. "Hey man!" She squawked, her inner frustration loosely cloaked in a fain hopefulness of seeing me. She continues. "Can I ask you something?" Truth is she didn't need to say anything. she was drenched! Her brilliant red and yellow feathers smoothed down on her avian body, the water trickling off her beak like a broken tap. I smile wryly, knowing what she was going to say next, she read my face and slightly tilted her head to one side, accompanied by a