Lovely morning

Rain. That aromatic yet rare phenomenon in our mountains. Strange flashing lights in the sky around 1 am. A closer look identified lightning in the west over the mountains. Sky above us still clear and cluttered with stars. Four am someone turn on the faucet hard for about a minute and a half. About 5 it came on again for about the same amount of time. That’s when the aroma changed and the air freshened. By 6 there was thunder rolling gently around and about. Nothing was falling. Morning is cool and wet and all the plants look green and bright and the tables on the deck are washed clean of the last remnants of pine pollen. It is a lovely, lovely morning.