This month's Nablopomo's theme is "sweet," so I'm going to see how many ways I can define sweet... the moments, the sights and sounds, maybe even the tastes, but sweet is so much more than a flavor.
While I was brewing my coffee this morning, I noticed dark clouds gathering off to the west. Now where did those come from, I wondered.
I'm almost certain that when I checked the forecast last night there was a 0 percent chance of rain. But I soon heard thunder, then the gentle drum of raindrops on the roof. For about 10 minutes, maybe less, we got the sweetest little summer shower.
I grabbed a cup of coffee and went out on the porch. I breathed the sweet smells of damp earth and wet grass and watched narrow streams of water pour off the barn roof like streamers of tinsel.