Reflections Of A Lover
Gentle reflection in advance of an afternoon shower.Miguel found the afternoon to be a lazy one. It was one of those summer afternoons when the heat of the midday drove the thunderstorm of the afternoon. The clouds were building in the sky overhead. Huge voluminous clouds were rising maybe 30,000 feet into the air. They were the kind of clouds that made one feel so small in comparison, watching them from boiling far above. The sun was still out and shining intensely upon t...