On afternoons of late the sky has been grumbling and rolling like bowels stirred by Mexican food mixed with one too many margaritas! Occasionally, pops like firecrackers burst in. This, unfortunately, has brought only a few rain showers. Just now, though, I am enjoying overcast, slightly rumbly, breezy, comfortable weather, so unusual and so appreciated in this partly-to-mostly hot humid southern summertime. I am quietly but earnestly praying for rain as I sit in my front porch (I’m calling that, though my house is perfectly square with porch all around). Every so often I imagine I smell that fresh ozony aroma that gets my hopes up. Sadly, the radar on my phone shows the rain has once again passed me by. 😢🌧
