The day wore on, yesterday, the heated air hot and heavy.
bearing down on us and the land.
The sun gradually climbing higher and higher in the sky- taking from us any bit of shade.
By noon the shadows were gone, the heat ringed us in, and sat brooding, like a bad mood.
Then a blessing of a thin rush of air — first in starts and stops, then in little puffs, swelling in strength strong enough to cause the towels drying, on the line, to flap and fling themselves over the other wires full of clothes
The air cooled, as clouds rolled in, first in the east, then the south, finally in the west.
All the while the wind rose and fell whispering secrets to the earth; to those creatures and objects that can understand.
There was a hint of thunder a splattering of rain enough to rinse the air clean.
Boomer and I walked out upon the farm, hoping to see a rainbow.
Instead a shock of sunlight splashed in the north, for just a few minutes, leaving the world reborn.
From my heart to your world.