On Friday, the rain started just before dawn and grew stronger as the day wore on. It was a deluge and many of the neighboring rivers came close to flooding. But just before sunset it stopped and we finally ventured out. And what a reward was waiting for us. The clouds were thick and dark everywhere but low in the western sky, where it looked like a deity tore the fabric of heaven open and let a rush of light in. The three of us sat and watched the sun sink and lingered until the flaming reds and oranges faded to pink and then wisps of gray.
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