arizona rain

I cleaned a house the greater part of the morning. Stopped at Caps, (Yes, we have a Capriotti's here in PHX, a little piece of home) for a Mushroom cheese steak. Picked up payment from a client. Checked on a few friends. We have A dad at his end in the hospital in NY. And A cat at the animal vet in VA. Got home. Opened all of the windows and turned off the air. It had been triple digits but it was cooling off fast. Jumped in the shower, washed off the day. While I was blowing my hair dry I could smell the rain rolling in…

Put on some jeans and a hoodie, made a quick cup of the traditional hot chocolate and grabbed my favorite seat on the patio…

And it poured. For a whole 12 minutes. I text Trin. She was jealous to not be on my porch. A few people were venturing to their cars with umbrellas. I'm still amazed at how snotty some folks are about the rain around here. We get all of 67 minutes of rain a year round these here parts. I am enjoying every second of 'em. Then the fella painting the house down the way steps out into the middle of the street and just gets drenched in it. Now those of you who know me know that I could have easily been naked in my back yard pool in this rain a year ago. Now I don't have a pool in my back yard. I had to settle for hoping the hot painter guy my get a wild hair up his butt and get naked. He didn't. But those 12 minutes were no less the most sensual and refreshing we'll have for another 98 days.

In Phoenix, we East Coast natives show our gills when it rains. Everything is beautifully renewed.

Could I have asked for a better day? Cheese steak and mmmm. . . a piece of banana cake for dessert.. I miss home.