Black, no stars—a mist before the storm
stacks-up against the Sierra Nevadas—
rises and rains just in time for grass
struggling with hard, thirsty clay.
We, too, have grown hard
with no deep moisture, roots dry
and brittle as the Live Oaks offering
boughs full of brown medallions.
The problem bears have moved
to town, followed the Kaweah
down into backyards and alleys,
packs of hungry coyotes behind them.
Slow and gentle would be best
for the red, south and west slopes,
any kind of puddles for the flats—
but whatever we get, we’ll like it ☺
drycrikjournal 
Same here in L.A., John. Grateful for any rain, even cloudbursts on an elderly roof. Looking out the window at the rain and wind I am so delighted. It would make for some great pictures, but I’m down with a bit of a cold at the moment.
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Get well soon, MK. It appears that NorCal and SoCal got most of the moisture, but ours was a perfect, slow 1/3 inch for the south and west slopes yesterday. Can’t ask for much more 🙂
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