I woke up last Friday morning at about 3:30AM as a 35MPH gust roared by my place, knocking the power out. Ah, but the sound of rain hitting the windows sounded good. I know these gray days seem kind of dreary, but I love seeing the green come back to our  hills. It is one of the endearing things about living in the “Golden State”. Seeing those golden (some would say brown) hills turn green in the winter is a real treat.

Don’t lament the rain. It is good for us. The sunny, warm days will be here soon enough… and so will the “golden” hills.