Majesty

I'm sitting under my carport as a scattered thunderstorm pops up.  I'm beginning to smell the wet asphalt and the cadence of the rain is getting more rapid.  The activity of the birds has slowed quite a bit as all of the nesting birds fly back to warm their exposed eggs.  I see a few stray birds here and there, probably the Daddy's watching over their brides.  The chirp of the Cardinal (my Jesus) is the loudest sound I hear right now.  His Majesty is everywhere!