After the long, bleaching Californian Summer and Fall, nothing is more of a relief than the first rain. The knowledge that the hills will return to life, and that built-up tension of half a year without rain will be washed away and the land renewed. The chill and dampness in the air remind you the sun is closing in on its lowest noon height and that the seasons have indeed changed. These are the days to stay in bed, listen to the rain patter on your window and feel good about staying inside. Remember to thank the Jetstream for breaking the summer’s long siege and ushering in life-giving moisture of the North Pacific.
Bermudian in the Californias. “But why think about that when all the golden lands ahead of you and all kinds of unforseen events wait lurking to surprise you and make you glad you're alive to see?” ― Jack Kerouac, On the Road
Monday, January 28, 2013
Rains of November
After the long, bleaching Californian Summer and Fall, nothing is more of a relief than the first rain. The knowledge that the hills will return to life, and that built-up tension of half a year without rain will be washed away and the land renewed. The chill and dampness in the air remind you the sun is closing in on its lowest noon height and that the seasons have indeed changed. These are the days to stay in bed, listen to the rain patter on your window and feel good about staying inside. Remember to thank the Jetstream for breaking the summer’s long siege and ushering in life-giving moisture of the North Pacific.
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