As an enormous wall of gray clouds approaches, the anticipation grows ever so slightly with each passing moment. This warm sun-filled afternoon slowly begins its descent into a cool breezy evening as the rain commences. A few tiny droplets fall from the dark canopy above onto the carpet of green blades beneath my feet. Across the wavy pasture the verdant pine trees at the woods' edge come alive as they sway back and forth like stalks of wheat from some lonely field in rural Nebraska. continues.…
