on tent’s roof
sound of drumming rain
night is long
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April 11, 2014
Björn Rudbergs writings
Poetry and fiction by a physicist from the dark side
on tent’s roof
sound of drumming rain
night is long
Linked to Carpe Diem
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April 11, 2014
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Björn Rudbergs writings 
Ah yes, camping in the rain 😦
Long and uncomfortable…
Camping in the rain is OK if you’re high enough off the ground. My son went camping once in a deluge at Boy Scout Camp and found his paperback book floating beside him in the morning.
Drumming rain puts me to sleep—and I could surely use some of that drumming right now. (Insomnia is in full swing.)
No Pattering of Raindrops
Yes, I know this sound from camping as a child in England 😦
Beautiful. I can hear the drumming. Depending on the rain’s rhythm, could put me to sleep…
tap, tap, tap is like a lovely lullaby…(even though I despise camping) this image is one of comfort and peace.
Yes, I know that feeling!