Summer Rain

 Late Afternoon shadows appear

The smell of rain is in the air

Pungent and soft the dry grass appears to stir

First falling lightly

Then picking up momentum

The drops fall

First on the stones of the patio

Then on the blueberry bushes

Small droplets

Leaves seem to reach out to catch them

As I rummage through looking for 

Blue dark sweet ripe blueberries

Drops falling on my clothes

Drops falling in my hair

The yard looks brighter

The plants seems to say YES!

The first summer rain is here.