Monday, June 1, 2020


This afternoon storm clouds moved in from the north. The sky darkened. There was distant thunder. I would close up the Rolling Steel Tent when the first drops fell. But they didn’t. The clouds dissipated and the sky cleared.

There’s a metaphor in there apropos of something or other.

1 comment:

  1. We had the opposite. Rain with bright sunshine. Not a lot, but enough to say it was real rain.