Twenty- five Seven

Personally speaking

Thank God It’s raining.

Heat rising,face burning, hair frizzing, sweat dripping,
Clothes sticking, tempers fraying,
Icecream dripping, chocolate melting
Clouds forming in a bright blue sky.

Wind blowing, hot and searing,
Eyes stinging in the blazing sun.
Sea rumbling, foam breaking
Slowly churning into muddy brown.

Sand rising, waves crashing
Crystal droplets on the seafront road.
Leaves whirling, slowly dancing, trees creaking
Branches falling, clouds darken the afternoon sky.

Cool breezes, banished sunshine,
Storm clouds threaten angry grey
Drops of water kiss the parched ground
Smell of wet earth fills the air.

Finally after two pseudo showers, I experienced the first rainfall of this season. Sadly it was just after my newly cut hair and as I stepped out of the parlour and on to the street, I could feel my hair frizz up once again in the rain………

But this summer has been excessively hot and long too ,so I’m glad that it finally rained.

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