Dogs are barking alone

Its lovely rain, trees are wet, bugs are flying over the steet lamps and shinning in the dark. Sound of rain drops on the leaf is spreading the freshness everywhere. The aroma of dried leafs and warm soil is making the mind calm. Series of lamps are looking a bright goldan Neckless. Dogs are barking. I am not tired even after the hactic Thursday. Sipped some spice tea. Want a tight sleep.