Monday, August 13, 2007


I keep hearing thunder. The weather widget on my desktop says thunderstorms tonight, and I am just waiting. It's been a week of day time temperatures over a hundred, and they're not predicted to go any lower for about another week. The corn fields behind my house and across the street have changed from a tasseled sea of green to crispy brown stalks whose leaves crumble in my hands. There's a film of dust just suspended in the air. It doesn't take long outside to find it gathered in the creases of your elbows and knees.

I want that rain, and I want it now. I need it, and each celestial rumble hits me like an ache. I wonder if this is what phantom limb feels like. I know the rain is meant to be here, and its absence is a void.

There are so many things I ought to be thinking about and taking care of. I have another job interview tomorrow. The womanchild got a speeding ticket today and just doesn't understand why I'm so upset since she's going to pay the ticket. There's laundry and dishes to be done. I have a list of phone calls I need to make, and I've promised myself to get the last of the home paperwork properly filed properly away this week.

I can't concentrate though. I just look out the window and keep hoping that each thunderclap, each rumble will be the one to signal the sky's release of the rain we so badly need.


Blogger Lisa :-] said...

Wishing you rain. I'd gladly send you some of ours. We're getting more than our share this summer.

August 15, 2007 12:34 AM  

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