Tiny Pleasures #3: Calm After the Storm
The wind has stopped blowing. The dogs have stopped barking.The thunder and lightning have taken their leave. The rain has stopped pouring. The birds have stopped squawking. The calm, like a blanket, descends on the world.The city is sleeping. My heart is still beating. Softly, for fear of disturbing the peace. Cloud study of Cumulus blowing in high wind. Luke Howard,

