Prelude to Summer

It's been the sort of day you could swim through, the air thick with moisture, heat that saps all energy, the sun and the storm clouds vying for the sky.  As the sun settled down for the night somewhere behind a blanket of clouds, lightning took its turn at illumination.  Rain crashed almost violently against pavement and earth, and for a short while a cool breeze offered some relief.  Now the rain falls gently pattering on the saturated ground, in puddles and mud.  Frogs and crickets- the night singers- form a chorus for the evening's concert.

I sit here in semi-darkness, listening.