Back home it is Memorial Day, the first big holiday signalling summer. We are in Goa.
Suddenly around 4PM the sky darkened ominously.Could it be the big rain was here? I grabbed a camera and ran out to capture it for Scott. When I turned the corner the sun was breaking through.
There was no rain. Not until 3:30AM…thunder…lightning…a heavy but brief 3 minute shower. Something I would have missed if Scott hadn’t needed to wake me for some help. Back in bed now blogging about it …RAIN! a steady downpour…hotel boys rattling around our deck in the dark scrambling to take the chaise pillows out of the rain at 4:15AM. Fifteen minutes gone and so is the rain. My partner silently slumbers as I sit in the predawn black velvet, mindful of the heartbeat that is my own.
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