Yesterday morning it rained. Gently. For the first time in weeks.
Silently, in awe, as if for the first time, we watched a gray sky shower cool water all over our green and brown lawns, fruitful tomato plants, faithful flowers, dusty trees and shrubs, cars, houses, and on the months-long hot and tarry street outside.
I noticed Caroline sitting in the rocking chair, in her jammies, with a look of contented bliss spreading across her sweet face.
"You look happy, Caroline," I softly mentioned.
Her close-lipped smiled widened. Her eyes shut lightly as she experienced deep awareness. She exhaled through her nose as if in relief and whispered, "I.....actually.......feel.....cold."
A fresh new season hints of its imminent arrival.
And we are glad.