Rain interrupted the desert climate of St. George last night. It is a welcome intrusion. I slept with the windows open and this morning my house feels like Hawaii. My skin is soaking up the moisture and I imagination an ocean instead of a golf course.
The view from where I sit is peaceful and serene. The sun reflects droplets of water like diamonds on the green. The birds sing sweet cadences while the trees whisper gratitude for a quenched thirst. Summer storms are magnificent.
Welcome to the Sabbath Day!
