A Summer Tease

The indications of rain this summer lost their merit.  One day the leaves turned, the winds blew, the sky fell dark yet, the rain did not come.  The next day the leaves turned, the wind blew, the sky fell dark and yet, the rain did not come.  Again, the leaves turned, the winds blew, and the sky fell dark and again, the rain did not come.

All summer the indications of rain failed to bring what was once a likely promise - a constant tease, dry and raw.

We had the intuition that the nourishing wetness of rain would not come.  A summer dryness from a lost love in winter.

Hopefully, this autumn will bring the nourishing rain for the new seeds sown in response to the lessons learned in the failed summer.  A late harvest is better than none.