They like the rain.
Not because they always did, but because rain, sometimes silent, other times lousy, slowly, always show up in their special moments. It was with us in Atacama, even being the driest desert on earth. It’s been at the wedding and at the honeymoon.
The rain seasoned, modeled, renewed it, brought life.
It’s so much love, that here we have baby moving inside the belly, just for his aunt. There’s family involved, there are tears of joy, soft touch of fingers, there’s “come with me”, hot and cold, flying people, there’s a couple dancing in their own world, there’s even tequila. And there’s rain, as it loves to be there, seasoning everything for them.