Rain

On Thursday night Waterval Boven got it's first summer rain. It was a storm that raged for hours, beginning at about midnight. After a long harsh and dry summer, the sound of rain on the roof and the slap, slap of blinds in the wind were welcome sounds. At 5h30 Imemeza, the mountain behind the town, was shrouded in cloud. Waking, gulping in deep breaths of rain-wet-earth-summer-early-morning air, it was a thank you-get-down-on-my-knees moment. The makeshift altar was right before my bedroom window. The day before my team had completed planting new grass. Blessings all round.