as I drove to work.
The clouds kept changing on my short drive.
There were rumors of rain.
At work, my dream came true.
The rains came and washed the dust away.
It was slow.
It was beautiful.
The plants seem to hold themselves at attention,
since the rain.
It rained slowly, gently, all day.
The beauty of the afternoon called me to walk.
I viewed the garden from afar,
and from up close.
I played in the mud where we find arrowheads.
When I saw the sky on the walk back,
I knew I had to share.
Back to the spot where I began,
The fog began to rise in the valley.
Precious rain and a wonderful walk...
life doesn't get much better than that!