Ice, Spice and everything nice

I ate raindrops today. Frozen drops, each a different flavour. The sparkle in the air was diamond dust today. We flew with the glass pixies and smelled freshly cut grass when the gnomes threw it in the air. Blue was my colour, our colour. Gentle realisation that it would rain. Wild laughter and today was green again. Why do I see double today? Maybe seeing double is good. Double fun. What's life without a little make-believe.