You could see the thin clouds moving into the clear blue sky from the west at seven. By seven thirty, the sky was covered except for a blue band in the east. The wind idly shifted and blew gently from the south. My joints hurt slightly, I had to catch my breath suddenly. A general sense of discomfort. By eight fifteen, the sky in the west had cleared. The sun lit the tops of the trees and set. A moment of clarity. Not the drama of last night’s cold front, thunder and lightning and brief sudden rain squalls that brought only a trace of rain. Just a moment of discomfort, and I could breath again.