#desert rain

Currently sitting on my porch swing reading Ye Olden Days poems about desert rain while enjoying the first storm of monsoon season. The clouds have turned the night sky a pale dove gray and the scent is indescribably good if you have never smelled desert rain before. It’s a cool and refreshing 83 degrees out and rain is forecasted to continue for the next hour. There’s a cricket attempting to harmonize with the soft pitter patter of the rain. Life doesn’t get better.