STORM IS COMING

Rain will be welcome again. The hills are begging for moisture as the wind blows in from the West and the sky goes dark. There is an excitement in the air, as the thunder echoes in dull roars across the landscape. Last night, the coyotes came early. It was still afternoon, and the sun was high. They were making quite a clamor. Interesting. To live close to the earth with the windows open to the rain, the sun, the moon is quite an experience. You believe there could be a God after all, or at least gods...