rain rain rain.
my morning drive on glittering streets.
eventually i made my way back to a drenched garden.
no fallen trees or hurricane force winds or mud slides up here on my little hill. just lots and lots of badly needed water.
as if that weren't enough, it's friday!
i think i'll go make a cup of tea. look out the windows. watch the wind in the dark trees. read a book.
from a wet los angeles to wherever you are. hello out there.