It rained today. It hasn't rained that many times since I've been here in the desert. It was unusual to see the sky cloudy and overcast, to hear the thrum of raindrops as they hit the metal awning. Tap. Tap. Tap. It was a lulling song. I found it hard not to fall asleep.Although it was chilly, I opened the window. The smell of wet creosote and wet, red earth wafted in. It wasn't a smell that I was familiar with since it had rained so little. It was pleasant – floral, but at the same time, slightly musky and sharp.
As I looked out the window, I could see hummingbirds cheerfully flicking about in the rain and the frostbitten leaves seemingly extending skyward, drinking up the consistent sprinkling of water. All around me, it was like the thirsty earth was sighing with relief and quenching its parched dryness.
I greedily wished for bright, blue skies.
2 comments:
Your descriptions are so great that I feel that sleepy, rainy feeling creeping in....hope the sun shines today...on both of us.
My daffodils are about to bloom!!!!!! So exciting to look forward to the Spring yellow every year.
Miss you guys!
Andrew, what a beautifully written post. I can smell the rain, I can hear it on the pool, and I can see the hummingbirds, happily flicking around your window, collecting spiderwebs for their nest.
(why I leave the spiderwebs in those two windows. I'm trying to encourage Nidification.)
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