Big fat drops of rain are falling from the sky! It’s slicing the thick air for hours now and the earth is almost audibly sighing with relief.
Yesterday we stepped off the plane from Cape Town, into the heavy humidity of the Lowveld. It looked like it may rain, but even the optimist in me had become cautious to not get excited too soon.
It was good to be back. The granite hills welcomed us, dressed in their summer greens despite the drought. Driving home from the airport, clouds climbed those hills and reached enormous proportions. The horizon became dark grey and the air even thicker with hope.
Last night, as the sun settled beneath the koppies, the sky released its contents and it has been raining – constantly and beautifully – since then.