D.O.P.-T. (yesterday)

I stopped off at a supermarket to buy a new bus pass. Over the huge, almost deserted parking lot, gulls were wheeling, screaming; when I came out they had been joined by smaller birds whose cries sounded like the patter of rain on a tin roof.

D.O.P.-T.

Yesterday I washed towels, and the wind was sighing in the neighbor's huge oak tree when I retrieved them on getting up, so when I left for work, it had just started to rain hard. And I remembered about 3/4 of the way through my shift where I had left my umbrella.