Clouds dark and threatening
delicious clean smell of rain
mere sprinkles dotted the sidewalk, wind had no idea which way to go!
then it was quiet………..
but not for long!
inside, I could see the trees
waving like limp rags
rain spattered onto the balcony
thunder grumbled unconvincingly
sheet lightning concurred.
Is the show closing?
“.…what thunder there was, now grumbled over more distant hills,
like a man saying ‘And another thing’...twenty minutes
after admitting he’s lost the argument.”
~ Douglas Adams
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