Okay, only for about 2 minutes. And closer to splattering than raining. Would hardly register as rain at all, in most places.

But still–liquid falling from the sky, and that evocative wet dust (wet creosote, really) smell–fainter than usual–that I’ve never smelled anywhere but in the sonoran desert, and that it seems been ages since I’ve smelled, even here.

Now, if only it could start up again, instead of wandering on.

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