I’m out In California for the week with my son and my Aunt, visiting another Aunt.
It’s the first time the two sisters have seen each other in 10 years, so it was nice witnessing the reunion.
The posts will probably be a little brief this week, hopefully all with a California twist to them.
The main thing that struck me so far is how dry everything is; the landscape reminds me of Phoenix. I’m not really sure if that’s what it usually looks like, but my Aunt’s yard is just dry dirt, where there used to be grass.
I knew there’s been a drought in California, but I never really gave much thought about what sort of impact such a prolonged drought could have.
So while the following line from the Albert Hammond song may have sounded appealing:
Seems it never rains in Southern California
I’m guessing a lot of people would prefer that the next part of his song is the one that would come true, at least for a while:
It pours, man, it pours.