Yesterday, late in the afternoon, it rained. When it's August, and you're in Texas, a rain shower is worth writing about.

One of my favorite southern poets, Langston Hughes, wrote: "Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby."

Takeaway Truth

I thought about dancing outside and letting the rain kiss me, but the lightning dissuaded me.

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