Mid-May in the redwoods and we are still sleeping under piles of blankets, building fires in the early evening and bundling up for simple walks with Molly. Jesus, will this winter ever make way for clear skies and sun?
Believe me, it’s not what any of us were expecting – starting last October we’ve had rain almost daily. Plus the hail storms. Plus the winds. Plus the power outages. That’s seven months of hard weather (we’re currently at about 2x the average rainfall in Hiouchi, 140 inches of rain and counting).
A few days ago Meg and I passed a couple of guys on the deck of the rental next door — they asked, with pain in their plea, ”is this rain ever going to end?”
I didn’t know what to say so I just shrugged my shoulders, tugged on Molly’s leash and scrambled on down the path with a weak-kneed “uh…have a nice day” trailing behind me.
Truth is I haven’t got the slightest idea when the rain goes bye-bye and we start heating up. I wasn’t ready when my birthday got rained out in October and I’m still not ready. I guess I never will be.
But why bicker about stuff you can’t change.