Rain

 

Jed sat in the yard. Taking it easy. There was nothing else to do. It was simply too hot. The large old  tree provided welcome shade. And, with evening  coming, there was still nothing Jed could do in this heat. Sitting and waiting  in the dry and the heat.

Jed couldn't remember the last time it had rained. The land was dry. It was thirsty. Maybe thirsty beyond help. Ted tried not to think too much about it. The well, after all, was still pumping up water. A miracle,   Jed, however, was careful. Wells often run dry.

All of a sudden, Jed felt the hint of a very short breeze.  Jed didn't think about it. One very short breeze didn't mean anything. One swallow doesn't make a summer. But, all the same, where had the breeze come from? Then, just a few seconds later, came another short breeze. This time different. A cutting edge of cold. Jed looked up.

High up and far away in the sky was a very small cloud. Jed called his wife. Together they watched the cloud. Never before had Jed and his wife enjoyed watching a cloud. The cloud grew bigger and bigger. It started getting closer. Coming their way. Another breeze. Almost a wind. This time sharper. A definite cutting edge of cold. Then came another cloud. Soon the sky was full. The sky had darkened. Then Jed felt another drop of rain. So did his wife. Then came another drop. All of a sudden the air smelt of rain. The wind suddenly strengthened.

Then came the rain. Torrential. It lasted all night. Then followed the green. The rain had brought back the grass. Life had come back again. Jed sat in the yard. Now, there was plenty to do.

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