It was such a long, hot, dry, smoky summer, I wasn't sure it would ever get cold again. It felt like the earth had tipped on it's axis and left winters behind. But the light fades and the frost returns. I don't know if we will get rain this year, but the cold has definitely returned. Time to make a fire and dig out the sweaters. Time for chili and wrapping up in a blanket to read a book.
Sequoia and I celebrate 33 years of wedded bliss tomorrow. Our marriage is entering it's "Jesus year." Scholars speculate that Jesus was 33 in that last year of his life. It was a busy year, full of prophecies, miracles, betrayals and, finally, an ugly death. Here's hoping our Jesus year is more about water into wine, less about brutal crucifixion.
Friday, October 16, 2015
The weather report called for rain but I didn't believe it. It has been brutally, punishingly dry with only rumors of moisture. But, it's time to start putting the meadow to bed any way so we rolled up the carpets on the deck and put them in the cat shack. Two hours later, rain, the first in months. Lucky lucky. Bring on the El Nino says I. Let it rain.