If you have heard anything about the greater L.A. area recently, the news has probably been about the rain. Not the usual crime, violence and general weirdness of living in SoCal, but the rain. You see, as of friday, we have received more rain than we should get all
year. Over fifteen inches of the wet stuff to be exact. From this latest series of storms we should see about four more inches of rain. Snow is falling in the local mountains in feet, not inches as it normally would. People are actually getting stranded in snow.
Now, to my northern blog family members this may seem like nothing. In truth, it really isn't anyhting big. It seems more like a more normal winter that I remember from my childhood. But ever since global warming and the drought set in six years ago, we haven't had much of a winter. I'm just hoping that the snow in the Sierras sticks around through the spring, perhaps ending our drought. Pray for cool temperatures this winter.
We have a very dense and clay-like soil in this part of town and it is so wet that it is actually muddy. All the decorative bark we spent money on to accent our landscaping has long since been washed out to the street. Once graceful plants and shrubs in our garden have been beaten down flat. Leaves from trees five houses over have found their way to our front and back yards due to the high winds. Neighbors who neglected to bring their trash cans in after friday's pick up will find them floating down the street. Our rain gutters have been so overwhelmed, they almost seem useless since the excess volume just spills over.
I hate to post on something as mundane as the weather, but frankly, it is the most noteworthy thing going on right now as we cannot really leave our home without getting soaked before getting to our car. The forecast is for two more days of this before things calm down. I love it.
Hope all are well. . . and dry. Peace.