This morning was so beautiful: the skies were blue and gold and it looked to be a bright and sunny day. Have I mentioned that I work in a metaphorical cave? By the time I came up from air after doing paper work through lunch, the wind had picked up, the clouds rolled in, and my coworker told me to go home soon, a storm was expected.
When I drove up this afternoon, I noticed that the vog from Kilauea was rolling in around our area. That means the winds are from the south or south east. It makes the air a foggy yellow and smells like sulfur. The animals were a bit riled when I got home, but it could be because I was carrying feed and home earlier than usual!
The air does have that unsettled feeling before a big blow, but there is absolutely no wind and, for the moment, no rain. The coqui frogs are quiet, which is a miracle, if a little oddly unsettling - I hadn't realized I'd gotten so used to them. They do go quiet in the winter, so maybe they are just going to sleep.
I wonder what the tomorrow will bring - lots of rain, or will it rain tonight, washing the air clean, and leave it beautiful for me to work on my garden?