we had a fabulous rainstorm yesterday. it blew in from the northwest and dropped at least an inch in about an hour. i went out for tea with a friend and we watched the streets become rivers. rain blew in the tea shop door, it was blowing so hard.
when our arid climate suddenly transforms into the tropics, it's weird and wonderful. my yard, normally dirt/sand/rock, has become a muddy quagmire. this makes the kitchen the mud room. there are towels strewn all over to hastily wipe human/dog feet as they come in from the outdoors. even with this precaution, there are pawprints decorating my bedspread (the cat comes in the window), the floor, the rugs, etc.
good thing i'm not a neat freak. the house is actually in pretty gross shape right now. housecleaning, never a strong point, has taken a back seat to emotional excesses. but this is the best day yet.