The Smell of Rain

I can smell the rain.

Right now.  I can smell it.

Storms are supposed to be coming.   The radar shows them along the southern part of Pulaski County so they really aren't too far away.

Since it is 8:00 p.m., the sun is setting.  Darkness is imminent.  The wind has died down; just  a slight breeze is ruffling through the leaves of the trees along the drive and in the front yard.

No rumblings of thunder yet, just the sound of the breezes through the leaves.

But I do smell the rain. It is coming.  I know it is.