Dodging Rain

These are the clouds that have been rolling across the sandflats for the past week. And in the belly of these clouds are rogue storms that gleefully dump rain, steam up windows, and make for altogether confusing days - is it going to be hot? chilly? rainy? sunny?

Today I drove home with the sole intention of beating the next big storm. And I did. I ran in the steambath, dodging the random droplets.

I really noticed today how landscaping and foliage changes the air. Running past the homes in my neighborhood showcasing tightly trimmed lawns and modest boxwoods I burst through pockets of cool air that tumbled down from the clouds. Homes whose yards are ruled by old growth trees and azaleas their blanket of needles, half rotted leaves and other detritus practically belch out clouds of their own - rich with the smell of earth, heavy with the smell of stored rain, and as warm as a human breath.