Rain

Sometimes I like to think that the rain listens to me, and when I ask it to rain again, it does, whether it's five seconds later, five minutes later, or five hours later.

Like now, I just asked for rain because I didn't want to see the blue skies, and there's a beautiful downpour.

Silly silly me, I like the rain too much.

Update @4:21 pm: I meant to upload this picture I took last Thursday, two doves sitting on a wire in the dusk--