Soft spring rain, clouds thick over the Sandias, Manzanos invisible, Jemez cloaked in cloud, Cabazon hidden behind cloud.
ALLLL is well with the world.
Numbers were good last night on MM for everyone, I 'speck.
Gonna be good on PB tonight, run in their herds, graze peacefully, no strays, darting off into the bushes, not a whisper of sound except the rain to scare them off into the insanity kine and numbers are prone to.
Just sitting here listening to the rain, going outside to the porch occasionally to make sure it's not my imagination and inhale that aroma a man who grew up in the drought of the early 50s came to love .... the sexiest, most fulfilling odor in existence, the perfume that comes from water falling out of the sky and landing on the ground.