Right around midnight the rain dropped, The water painted the pavement with street lights and fluorescent hotel signs.
Thick air rose from the summer heat ground, Slowing down the this way and that way late night left overs of the sun soaked day. Dashing from bars and gas stations or slipping down the boulevard protected by polka dot umbrellas.
White light counts in the righteous thunder as it bellows over expensive apartment buildings 1..2..3..4.. CRASH
The aroma of a wet city breaks my concentration, all I can do is breathe and watch and wonder. Every drop of rain makes an impression and I appreciate them all.
Natures impromptu multi media arts extravaganza, Free admittance as long as you don't mind getting wet