The clouds
were forming as I unlocked my bike. The garage guard "Doc" said,
"Will you make it home before it rains?"
So I checked
the dark clouds coming and started down Grace Street. Slow ride. Lots of
distracted drivers.
Final turn to
VCU. Then it started.
The big drops
dotted the sidewalk.
Then it really
started. Might as well enjoy it.
The
temperature dropped.
Waves of rain
came. The heavy drops banged on my visor.
Waves of rain
danced across the street in front of me As the drops filled my sunglasses, I
smiled at the lack of visibility.
Then the steam
rouse upon the payment. The road was a fog of steam from the rain.
When the rain
comes, she....
The steam
followed me home.
Under the
shelter of the trees, the temperature dropped 20 degrees. The sun lite the
other areas in steam.
And by the
time I got home, it stopped.
Very
refreshing. Still wet.
1 comment:
Yes, I lived off Laskin Road, on Holly (three blocks up from the beach) in a carriage house behind a used goods / consignment store. It sounds like your bus stopped at Hilltop (conglomeration of strip malls) and you walked right by the Quaker school where I taught (if it is still there).
Art
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