It was not so terrible, this bad weather that covered the city two weeks ago. More frightened, frowned and poured leaden blue.
It threatened to crush the tiny skyscrapers with a heavy press of clouds.
Bursted, but for the sight, as if grumbling. Winked for about two or three times, lighting the clouds with rapid flashes.
And I was sure that the downpour would pass by, that over those houses in the distance. This already happened. It used to be more interesting when it raced behind the high-rise buildings, which was opposite our house, and did not even look at the yard with a single drop.
However, this time he was determined resolutely. And, as he approached, the general illumination of the district changed. Here has covered already a neighboring microdistrict a misty veil of a rain. He added white paint to the palette of the sky, mixing all the clouds into a gray mass.
And in five minutes - as if the evening had fallen, cars on the highway turned on the headlights.
Without hurrying, he strode on, taking with him the warmth of the August day.
It turned out that not only this day, but also the next. It feels like the rain has washed away our summer. It's a pity! Enjoy the warmth, the sun did not have time. One hope is for the golden autumn.
