Best Laid Plans - July 22 2022

 

Best Laid Plans

July 22 2022

Another perfect summer day,

so it's uncanny

how once again

the cloud rolls in.

As if on schedule,

as inevitable as dusk.

Like clockwork,

as if the earth

in all its mercurial moods

and whimsical gyrations

had somehow become predictable.

Yet here it is

late afternoon,

and the sky has darkened

it looks like rain.

And once again, despite experience

I feel whip-sawed

caught off guard,

scooping laundry off the line,

closing windows,

calling the dogs.

The weather gods

must find it amusing,

seducing us with sunny skies

and fragrant breezes,

before dropping the hammer

and shattering the calm

with showers

hail

lightning strikes.

Which is when it clears

unexpectedly,

all blue skies

and sultry sun,

some powder puff clouds

implausibly white.

What pleasure they must take

to toy with us mortals this way

disrupting our best made plans.

Nothing new.

As my mother used to say:

if the weather out the front door looks bad

just look out the back.