Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Rain, rain, GO AWAY!

Forget El Niño. Forget La Niña. This was the year of Los Muchos a Munchos Niños. Early rain. Late rain. Rain in-between. Rain. Never-ending rain. More rain. Raaaaaaaaiiin.

Seriously, WILL THE RAIN NEVER STOP?

I thought I lived in California, where we are in a constant state of drought, and it doesn't rain for nine months of the year??!

I feel like I've been lied to.

The Vernal Equinox came and went last weekend, and I WANT TO BE IN THE GARDEN. Hello!

Ahem. Sorry.

But while it's too muddy and wet to be in the garden, there are signs of Spring all around. The hills are green. The California poppies are in bloom.  It's light when I get off of BART in the evenings. And our baby fig tree is leafing up. Can you see the teeny-weeny baby figs?

Fig leaves and Crouton.
Fig with Crouton.


Fig leaves and Omie.
Fig with Omie. (The neighbor dog was looking at my dogs wrong, apparently.)

Guess what the weather report looks like for this week?


So. Not. Cool.

1 comment:

  1. Seriously! I'm convinced that, the day I find galoshes in Maeve's size, the rain will stop. GALOSHES PEOPLE. START LOOKING. VERY SMALL FEET.

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