rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Cool Relief

Lulled to sleep by the distant thunder, I woke to a gray afternoon. The ground was still damp, and the birds happily pecked about on the lawn. Gradually, a few patches of blue appeared in the sky, and the sun emerged to make the freshly cleaned dark greens of waning summer glisten. With this single night of rain, the moss on the mulberry tree has sprung back thick and luxuriant. By evening, the sky was mostly clear, with a handful of gold and silver clouds drifting above the shadowed woodlands and dampened arroyos where the frogs croaked their delight. It has remained blessedly cool, at least twenty degrees below the seasonal norm. I'm enjoying it while I can. We will return to the sweltering temperatures by tomorrow. But this evening, Sluggo remained stable for almost a full hour! I don't know if this was a premature day from next autumn, or one delayed from last spring, but I am grateful for the mix up in the booking. It was just what I needed in the midst of the most hellish summer in a decade.
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