Our recent wild weather patterns have moved us from the drought I wrote of over and over last winter (and before), and now we’re in a weather pattern of rain, partial clearing, followed by more rain.
Some of the rain’s been pretty hard, so rivers are flooding, and so are apartments, etc. We’re glad to be far enough up the hill, so we watch the runoff billowing past along the curb.
I am chafing at not walking, at being cooped up. Well, I have a book to finish before tomorrow, so…I. Must. Apply. Myself.