The Sky...

The sky yesterday morning was so dramatic it was difficult to keep my eyes on the road. The promise of glorious rain held up in the clouds.

I stopped for fuel partway down to the suburbs, the clouds were incredibly dark lingering silently above the petrol station.

I was waiting for a thunderclap to break the eerie silence, it was like everything was holding its breath, waiting for a thunderous explosion to quench the thirst of a parched land. 

Yet the closer I got to the bottom of hills and down to the flat of the sea of rooftops and tarmac, the rain had already been and I only caught the tail end of it...