The forecast was for yet another major storm today–there were flash flood warnings for the entire Bay area, and the week to come will bring more. I remember our Hundred Year flood nineteen years ago, where I had to drive across the Bay and the water came right up to the end of the bridge (not to mention my windshield wipers died in the middle of the deluge on the freeway.) That night a friend of mine here would wake up to find her bed floating near the ceiling.
Plans were plans and we weren’t going to let go of happy anticipation that easy. We headed north to see Holly and George.
There was a little rain at the start and a little at the end but it was actually dry most of the drive there.
I am so very very glad we got to spend the time. (And I got to see Bill’s Hat before Bill did, whoever he is. He’s really going to like it.)
Gradually, looking out their picture window, those clouds were getting lower and darker–it was time to go.
There was a little rain at the start and a little at the end but it was actually dry most of the drive home.
I put a single cover over the mango tree just in case it got colder than expected–the rain itself is always cold here but it brings warmth with it–and marveled that I still felt no drops.
And then, with everybody safely inside for the evening, the sky really, really, really let us have it.
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