“A Little Rain”

 

 
            A few days ago, the heat index made movement impossible.  Then storms pummeled some areas with high winds, hail, and deluges of rain. Our neighborhood, though, received “just enough” of everything. The winds danced our trees around like dervishes with temperatures dropping with our mornings back into the 70s. SKECHERS on and hat tucked on my head, I ventured to the park just after sunrise to document the impact of a little rain from our early morning hours.    
            Our city designed drainage to flow into a park with a pond to receive overflow. For too long, though, these ditches have stood bone dry. The morning of my walk, water rippled and danced. Already, the cooler temperatures coupled with cloud covered skies meant the park’s fields greened almost overnight.
            This interlude will sit with us temporarily. By next week, we’ll creep back up to 100°.

Copyright 2024 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman