Sixth of the sixth.

Night comes early with evening thunderstorms. Looking out the window, I knew there was a sunset behind the dark sky, and watched it slowly go from dim to dark. I heard it coming in from miles away, and I practically turned around and blinked and it'd gone from a storm coming to a storm arrived. Loud thunder, shocking lightning, it's been going for over an hour now and it'll probably stay a while long. I hope it does. It makes for a wonderful sound, and it's a wonderful scent, too.

I ate the first cherries of the season as it came down. It's summertime here, no question about it.

There was just my brother J. and his daughter A. coming over today. The allergist test came back for chicken eggs and peanuts, and they're figuring out a plan to build up a safe tolerance under controlled conditions. I didn't stay long; I needed to decompress after a frustrating day of holding patterns. They got off late because errands ran late, and didn't say until quite late. Also, I wanted to do some more editing and composition, and it wouldn't have been possible if I'd stayed out this evening. I had to get back and get the words out. And I did, not long before the rain came in. Suitable timing.