RAIN, SOFT RAIN

is falling and at the moment that I expect the sky to brighten up a bit, there comes more rain.
Still work in the garden. All the leaves of the big beech lie still on the slope and I want some plants growing there. Under the leaves I detect march violets and forest strawberries.
My new passionflower has one flower, I am not sure the ones I bought last year have survived the cold winter. In autumn I read it is best to take some cuttings inside the house.

My haiku:

This time the tiny
Birds stick together in pairs
Why not follow them?

And the proverb from Watts:

Birds in their little nests agree.