Drizzle rocks your world in San Diego. I hear they've had plenty to chat about this week, though. The Boy has been playing his little tricks. Mostly benign stuff--heavy rain, hail, thunder and lightning--but, as usual, he's made a few messes in the process. Two sets of friends have just returned to their homes after evacuation from mudslide-prone fire-damaged slopes in the LA area. I also heard about little tornadoes and waterspouts, freeways flooding and ocean bluffs eroding.
Up here, we have more interesting weather as a matter of course. It's one of the reasons we like it. Average annual rainfall is 54 inches--a lot, compared to San Diego's 8 or so. That includes some snow, of course. This week, for example, we had incessant rain from the weekend on, turn to snow on Wednesday, then rain some more. Last night and all day today, though, it's been snowing--above is a shot taken through a kitchen window this afternoon. Snow is the biggest fun for me, especially if the power stays on. I wasn't even crabby this morning when I came home empty-handed at 7:20 after a 40-minute hike through 5 inches of snow to get the paper. It was so pretty, I was just glad I had the chance to spend the time outside. Tomorrow, however, I'll probably give the delivery folks a little longer to make it up to our boxes on Greenhorn.
It was the wind that kicked up a little more fuss for us, this time. Very strong winds are not uncommon, but this one packed some extra muscle and figured out a way to get under the steel siding on our house on Tuesday and nearly tore it off in one section. So in the driving rain, Tom and I scurried around the property to find some heavy lumber to prop up against the loose panels. Here's a shot of our handiwork. So far, so good. We'll just have a little reassembling to do whenever the storms let up.
Anyway, I hope that where ever you live, there's been enough interesting weather to have a good chat about but not so much that you'll be groaning about any disastrous effects or serious expense.