The desert can be quite fickle; from clear blue skies to this. Lightening lit up the sky all night; enough thunder to cause the little dogs to dive under the bed covers.
I woke to puddles and tree branches in the street. The pretty pink are bougainvillea leaves floating in rain water along the curb. A lone pinecone was blown out of the tree and landed perfectly upright. Pine needles filled some gutters along my walk.
Further down my walk on the west side of the lake the sky was changing again.
After all, a woman has the right to change her mind any time she pleases.