A Gust.

It was a windy day.

Mixed clouds, half bright sky blue, half dusty gray.

The sky could not make up its mind.

And neither could we.

Inside and out, in between each rain storm that passed.

Each time, the sun coming out stronger than ever.

Drying up each droplet of rain that filled the driveways cracks.

To have days such as these.

Where you go with the flow.

Let the wind take you.

A gust in the right direction.