The mood swingings from hot

To balmy

To screaming in waves.

To gentle drops of sun kissed heat.

The scent. Fresh and clean.

The air humid and ornery.

The bitch can’t make up her mind to cry a river or shed a few tear drops of light rain and woes.

I can’t put my hoodie down for second because the minute I do Texas rain got to pour out to me in waves of 10 minutes her need to water the ground after days without end of heat and sunshine.

End of the day here comes the fucking thinder on a light bit of rain drops falling.

These are my thoughts of the day…

Warm Regards,

Guardiandogg