Boil-up and Cool-down

Posted on June 19, 2003 in Book of Days Weather

Note: This is part of a series based on exercises from A Writer’s Book of Days. It’s something of a rebellion against the Friday Five and similar tupperware content memes.

Today’s topic: In the heat of the afternoon.

In the heat of the afternoon, somewhere between Los Angeles and Hawaii, the uppermost tenth of a millimeter of the Pacific boiled up. The steam collected below the ozone layer which let nothing escape into space that wasn’t hammered through it. Clouds congealed. Wind caught the mob of dispersed water molecules and pushed it eastwards.

Today, at that hour when the sun should have been wilting my impatiens and killing lizards that slept too long on the rocks, clouds interposed themselves between space and the ground; wrapped themselves around the mountains; and brought February to June.

The streets were black, like canals filled with oil that cars slashed along like powerboats.

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Tomorrow’ topic/prompt: Someone’s playing the piano.