Friday Afternoon Gentle Rain from Heaven Break
One of the things that happens when the day is misty and drizzly is the formation of droplets on all the flowers. This lovely and almost glowing little impatiens greeted me this morning, reminding me of the Shakespearean soliloquy I had to memorize in 9th grade:
"The quality of mercy is not strained - it droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven upon the place beneath."(Portia's speech in The Merchant of Venice)
Enjoy your weekend.