I wish you were here.
I am in the country now. Its late.
Just stepped out the back door to get a breath of fresh air. 😉
It is raining lightly. Just enough to settle the dust.
Truth be told there is the slightest trace of dust in the air.
Mostly I scent the earth. Fairly rich,fairly dark earth.
There is another scent in the air.
This fleeting yet intoxicating scent.
It has been spoken of before.
A spicy sweet scent.
Could it be the cottonwoods?
That is what has been suggested.
Sheet lightning off to the southwest.
No rumbles at all. It must be far away.
Again and again it strikes.
The trees by the river are rustling.
Such a soothing sound.
No frogs out yet.
What a ruckus they can make. 😀
A glorious cacaphonic,anticlimactic,crescendo. 😮
Yes I know that is muddled up. 🤔
It just sounds better that way. 😉
Wish you were here. I lead a rich life.
And all I did was step outside to get a breath of fresh air. 😉
Imagine if something exciting had happened. 🙄
Quest for Fire