In the span of 5 minutes there was:

- a GIANT DOWNPOUR
- a humming-bird!
- a fresh cup of coffee, (made with the coffee-maker that I walked 20 minutes to buy in the blistering heat, and it was worth. every. drop. of sweat.)

My writing nook: a wood table on a patio under a sheet of corrugated tin. When the rain pours down, straggling locusts take cover with me.

His name is Elroy. He’s practicing his camouflage.