It was like any other night.
Well just about any other night anyway.
You had the random creep who walked down the road at 8 P.M. sharp. His little terrier merrily doing loops around his master and verbally assaulting the neighborhood cats who would stray too far from the protective hedges of their masters. The creep would rub his hands together ever so dastardly and pull on the leash just enough to keep the mutt from escaping and causing havoc amongst the felines.
Of course maybe I'm more of the creep for opening my blinds just enough to peek out into the twilight air and gaze upon the inhabitants whom are walking by at this hour.
But tonight was different. Well not in the aliens are about to raid the planet and/or the zombies were doing Michael Jackson's Thriller on the street. Rather it was different because we were about to have rain.
The section of the First Coast has been experiencing a lot dry weather up to late. Not really all that unusual over the past few ages. But the promise of the spring rains is a sobering reminder of the heat that has all but sapped away the waters of the local ponds.
And so I sit here indoors protected from the elements and mentally prepare myself for the dropplets. Of course I remember them. I can visualize their perfectly spherical sizes as they fall from a ripe cloud that is overwhelmed with meteorological pressures to conceive.
:p
yus I'm waiting for the rain. Because it's dry and my sinuses are drying out from the dry weather in this less than pleasant dry locale.
No it's not a desert outside but it's dry.
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