Constant attention
to the weather
is in our genes.
Everyone who’s lived on this farm
before us
has been exposed to
and affected by
what’s happening in the skies.
On this recent June morning
the day seemed to be progressing
as usual,
with cool breezes
and the first sunlight.
And then we looked to the north.
The sky was stunningly
dark and inky.
Soon the wind began to blow
a little more
and we stood watching,
feeling the cooler temperature
and hoping for rain.
As the front pushed south
over the darkened farm
we received an inch
of rain.
We joined all
who ever lived on this farm
in the happy rain day
dance.