Summer will soon say goodbye, I hope.
And this post should have been written right after the first rain of May.
But, like things that turn late and forgotten, here it is only after a week.
There is still that rush that came with raindrops hitting me on the face and arms after a long while. It is that squeaky feel of hurried footsteps in rain-soaked slippers as F and I grabbed shirts, pants and undies from the clothesline.
So, as we cramped clothes in semi-clutter at a shaded clothesline, we were smiling to the silliness of the rain. Clothes were a little damp from the sudden rain but that didn’t matter. Not with the cool breeze that came with it.
We thought it will never came. April disappointed us with its summer insistence and May surprised us with that rain.
It’s been doing us little favors since. A little rain in some afternoons and some clouds to shade the sun at some days. Just enough to cool it down when it gets too hot. Maybe, that’s all it can ever get this month.
Well, maybe, June will give us far better. Hopefully.
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