It's amazing what a little rain can do. After a long winter with weathermen tossing around dreary words like "drought" and "water crisis", our super rainstorm last week was welcome relief. Aside from this fluke storm, Northern California has been downright parched this year. Our scenic mountain vistas that traditionally turn white in winter have remained a steady grey. Our local ski hill hasn't opened. Anything in my closet filled with down or made of wool has hardly had a chance to see the light of day. Strange times, indeed.
I'm not complaining, mind you. In a place where spring can last 15 minutes and we sometimes launch straight from cold rainy days into four months of hot, 90-100+ degree temperatures, a 70 degree day is not something we take for granted. We have enjoyed the identity crisis of our winter this year.
But alas, sunshine and dry weather do not make for a sustainable future. And so we welcome the rain with open arms, umbrellas, dusty rain boots, and a bounty of youthful enthusiasm.
We also welcome hot cocoa.
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