The weather is backwards here. It’s blowing up from Mexico and through Arizona before it gets to us. This hot humid rain is all anyone can talk about.
I forgot two errands yesterday, so out I went into the darkening world. By the time I made it to the new Post Office, it began sprinkling. By the time I made it home, the skies were black and I could actually see lightening. At home with a book in my hand, the room grew as black echoing the clouds.
It was a strange thing to turn lights on midday. It was stranger still to have a pouring rain hit the wrong side of the house while the other sides were still dry. I didn’t bring my camera downstairs. When the water turned to white diamonds on the window behind the red flowers, all I could do was watch mesmerized by the image.