The clouds passing over are dribbling babies and bubble blowers.
THEN in a blowhard second THE HEAVENS knock with a message:
"Hey, humans. You screwed this up. Yes, the planet. Where you live. Your habitat, so to speak. And you know what happens when the habitat degrades? Violence. Insanity. Vain deaths. Species suicide. Greed is not a long-term solution. PS: And you're supposed to be the 'smart' species."
ONE inch of hard rain battered the roof of our two-car garage for 15 minutes. The rain and I prayed together. You sit on the steps to the kitchen, in the dark, eyes closed, just listening.
Switching to the weather: A moisture event like this came along every 4 days? I would live in paradise.