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Today, it felt hot for a spring day. A tequila sunrise that makes one long for a few extra cubes of ice to cool the heat of the morning sun. The weather report said there was a chance of rain showers later in the day. I searched the fiery sky for a sign of refreshing water, a needed relief for a parched land. Sadly, no rain came only, a few passing clouds making their way to another destination.
Sitting on the deck, enjoying some ripe strawberries with whipped cream I watched the last slice of the setting sun. I reflected on how quickly the canvas shifts. An early moon is just a piece of change in the softening sky, as day turns to evening. Tonight, I will dream of softening hearts under a serene orb of light.
linking with dVerse
hosted my Merill
writing prosery no more than 144 words
incorporating the following prompt line
“An early moon is just a piece of change
in the softening sky. “
Author's note: I did get to see the Strawberry Moon over the weekend. It was magnificent.