One of the great delights for me, in both South Africa and Uganda, is the advent of the rains. Or more specifically the lead up to the wet season.
I spend a great deal of time observing the sky as it becomes filled with clouds, sometimes a thin spread of cloud layer, other times the sky goes a deep blue/grey/black with the threat of a torrential downpour. Cumulous cloud builds and billows. Every day it is different, and within each day is a constant change.
In South Africa this is accompanied by lightening strikes, making this a time of year fraught with fire fighting activities. In Uganda the lightening is not frequent but the bruised sky is more prevalent.
And after the rain is the crispy clearness that brings everything into sharp focus.