The evening started out wonderful, and plans for a BBQ at the Tree Trust was a good idea. Who knew that the heavens would open, and a mighty fire hose woud be turned on to full.
It poured down, it rained and it rained and it rained. The urchins held the umbrella over the BBQ so the sausages could cook. Quinn and Tighe decided to dodge the raindrops.
The wind blew arcs of rain over the car.
I think we should picnic in the rain more often. What an adventure.
The small valley became the scene of a flash flood. An amazing amount of aqua.
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