rain coming

in the afternoon. The clouds gather ominously, barely moving as a rain-laden easterly weather front meets the prevailing westerly stream. Like an arm wrestle the two sides meet directly overhead then slowly rotate as the east takes control.

The sky darkens as a distant rumbling thunder rolls in.

Through a gap in the trees rain can be seen on the next hill. It is still dry but a freshening wind brings the evocative smell of wet earth.

Spring flowers seem to be waiting...

                                                                                   for the rain to begin.

                                                                                   
The rain gets heavier...

                                                 













                                                      and heavier,







but the flowers don't seem to mind.