Refreshing rains fall from the heavens above and wet this desert land.  A late spring rain gives the earth its last free drink of water until the summer monsoons sizzle on the hot dirt.     The chilly air blows in and I wrap myself in the warmth of a fuzzy sweatshirt.  Probably my last chance until temperatures drop again next fall.      The air smells clean and free.  My heart dances as the rain washes away the dirt-clogs of my … Continue reading →