October 2nd, 2016

caillebotte_man at his window


So we got some rain, October's first gift this year. From noon or so it was only sprinkles, and the sun insisted on returning now and then, but late this afternoon as I was shopping in the last store I was to visit a more serious rain began. I emerged to a steady fall of fat drops, and by the time I got home a furious cloudburst arrived with thunder and lightning and sleety hail. It was quite splendid.

I managed to get the groceries into the house without drowning, then settled down to enjoy the fury. It didn't last long, though, and I was soon able to go back outdoors and see the sunlight emerge, along with the feral cats.

Tonight there are clouds with occasional stars peeking through them, and from the mountains now and then a flash of lightning rushes across the dark sky, but it is always too far off for the thunder to be heard. It is a very relaxing scene— so relaxing that I stayed outside watching it for much too long, and now it is late. I must heat some soup for dinner and watch English people probably not kill one another on television, as the current offering is not a mystery. I guess I can do without the slaughter, as the soup is pretty good.

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