Between the Bands
I left sunglasses at home but almost wished I'd worn them as the clouds parted from time to time. For the most part, though, it was a cloudy walk and a wild one. Winds whipping. Sticks crunching beneath my feet. A sense of urgency: get home before the skies open.
I made it, and now I wait for the predicted deluge. We certainly need it. I can almost hear the trees and plants lapping it up.
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