Lightning show

If I lay here...

It's a warm summer day and I choose to ride my bike out in the middle of a pasture right by the beaver creek. I part the prairie grass and lie down. The clouds have now moved their way across the span of sky. I was promised a lighting show this afternoon. In the near distance I can hear the birds chirping and the bugs buzzing along. Moooooo. I hope the cows don't mistake me for their afternoon brunch. Horses trot right past my toes checking to make sure the cows are doing well. The wind picks up, and my hair strands sand on end reaching to the sky. It's three o'clock and it's only two minutes until showtime. The cows decide to join me and they too lie down in the grass. I can hear the stage director's voice booming behind the grey curtain of clouds. The spotlight flashes from all comers of the stage. Now, it's 3:02 and it's time to let the lighting show begin. I find it so sweet that after the show some of the actors came down from the stage and greeted me with kisses on the apples of my cheeks.

Kell