The Month of Magic

                                                                        

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

 A torrid summer grudgingly makes way for the stream of gray clouds that assemble and deeply grumble and then let go. Slime of summer now washed away, the Botanical riches of earth transform into artist's palette and every hue of green teases human sight.

And thus it occurs every year, when one doubles up in prayer to Lord of Sun to be a bit benevolent and show some mercy, those dark Omens from legends show up in sky and so truly drench the Earth that a fresh cycle of life is set rolling. Be a Believer.