Giants

There’s an uneasy stillness in the air this evening…broken only by the strange call of the cicadas, and an occasional crow letting everyone else know that something’s up. There are giants roaming the neighborhood tonight. Days such as this…hot and humid…tend to give birth in the afternoon to convective thunderstorms. I first heard their approach from inside the house…then went out onto the porch to get a first row seat. They were probably a few miles away, but I could see them lumbering towards the east…their still sunlit tops growing visibly into the upper reaches of the troposphere…billowing against the deep blue sky of the early evening…every now and then, emitting a low rumbling of caution.