Los Angeles has been in a crazy heat spell, breaking an all time record high of 113° in downtown on Monday. For a family that spends much of our time outside, the scorching temperatures have put a damper on our outdoor adventures. Last night, as the boys and I sat down to dinner I heard the rumble of thunder. I opened the windows to hear better. Sure enough, the thunder returned. The dogs lumbered back inside the house with tails low.
Five minutes later I saw a light rain coming down. We put our forks down and raced outside to feel the cool breeze blowing and watch the wind ripple the sides of the tent. Then the rich smell of wet earth kissed away the memory of the searing sun. In an area of the world where fast moving weather changes are rare, I am always appreciative of the chance thunder storm no matter how fleeting. Ours lasted about two minutes.