Stormy spring

A couple of days ago, just in the middle of the evening, there was a storm. The sky became grey little by little and after wards, just in a minute, a river of water started coming down. At the beginning, it was a delicate curtain of rain. Then, drops grew and grew. Water over the leaves, water over the windows, water over water. A continous noise that soacked the evening.
Now, temperatures have dropped quite a lot. Late winter days are here again.

Beyond the plant on the window, there's nothing but noisy rain.