Monsoon season in Las Vegas is awesome. We’ve had rain for a couple of days. There’s something magical about rain in the desert that’s hard to describe to non-desert dwellers. Robyn I & saw a complete rainbow the other evening (and found our pot of gold in the hand of a Mexican sushi chef named Juan at our favorite haunt: I Love Sushi) and a proper downpour and lightning storm that night. The bike ride Saturday was cool and clean–a real rarity in August.
It brings to mind the words of the great Louis Armstrong:
I see trees of green…….. red roses too
I see em bloom….. for me and for you
And I think to myself…. what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue….. clouds of white
Bright blessed days….dark sacred nights
And I think to myself …..what a wonderful world.
The colors of a rainbow…..so pretty ..in the sky
Are also on the faces…..of people ..going by
I see friends shaking hands…..sayin.. how do you do
They’re really sayin……I love you. +’
I hear babies cry…… I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more…..than I’ll never know
And I think to myself …..what a wonderful world