I stood in the yard watching as the moon floated up from behind the trees that line the back of the lagoon. Thunder rumbled low and quiet in the distance, flickers of lightning joined in to create a call and response of flash-rumble, flash-rumble. I could hear the woosh of heavy rain coming from behind me, traversing from west to east. Within minutes, the clouds moved in, shrouding the moon. The rain followed.
breezes at dawn 