An Evening Shower

The dog is playing in the sprinkler
My cucumbers are almost played out in the dry heat of fall
The few drops of water that manage to land where I want seem to just bead up in the soft dust of the garden
As I watch the dragonflies and hummingbird investigate my efforts
The dog in a perfect imitation of the sprinkler runs by and shakes down the rain over me
The smell of damp dog my reward on this beautiful day