The evening ride was a brief enchantment from the daily activities.
We were driving toward a storm; rain chutes reflecting the setting suns’ rays.
Then the dark clouds washed over us, pushed along by strong winds
Stopping we put Boomer in the front with us, for giant drops of rains were starting to descend. (He was one very glad dog to be sitting on my lap, nose stuck out the rolled down window. A huge doggie smile upon his face.)
The drive home was in the middle of the storm, lightening, thunder and at times rain coming so hard and fast we couldn’t see the road. This morning the air is moving gently over us, hinting at the first cool touches of late September.