A Hot Afternoon

It's a hot afternoon.  The cats are sleeping on the window sill.  There is not a breath of wind.  All is quiet.  Then a rumble of thunder.  The sky suddenly darkens.  A cold wind springs up from nowhere.  A few drops of rain begin to fall.  The cats awaken and run helter skelter into the kitchen.  I sit by the window, watching the marvels of nature unfold.