The gas logs burn away and I look at them, grateful I don't have to ask the kids to go get another load of wood before we go to bed.
The lightening flashed and thunder cracked and cold, cloudy night-time skies released their gift of raindrops. We are in need of days and days of rain, but will be thankful for the showers.
A train cries out in the distance and I wonder where it is going? El Paso or San Antonio?
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