The sky is dark and full of grey clouds looming dully.
FLASH!
Lightning illuminates the trees to the East without showing itself.
rumble
Thunder declares an impending storm.
Quiet.
Even the insects know that it is time to find shelter.
The humidity is oppressive and the temperature begs for rain to fall.
I sleep soundly, dreaming of full rain barrels and watered garden beds.
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