The annual hurricane season on Mexico’s Caribbean coast is thankfully long over. Quite the opposite, as my friend Marcos from Chiapas just informed me, the entire Yucatan peninsula is now well-immersed into the season of ‘secas’ or droughts. Nonetheless, lately I find myself missing the heavy storms and weeklong rains passing through. Perhaps my recent trip into far-off winter of American Midwest caused this unrelated reminiscence… Or perhaps this is just a natural seasonal response. Whatever the case, I decided to stir up the current pattern of endless sunny days with my images of storms over Caribbean Sea. Looking through all the variations of sinister, textured clouds, hanging so ominously over nonchalant cheerfulness of turquoise sea water, I feel overcome by a desire to hug the sky! I suppose this is my contribution to the local agriculture ritual of the Maya, who during this time honor the Earth’s four cardinal directions and humbly ask to be blessed with arrival of rain.