Rain drops from the clouds and onto trees,
Down the tree trunks and off the leaves.
Down a mountain, into a brook,
Past a chipmunk in a nook.
Into a pond, off a log.
On top of a turtle and onto a frog.
Onto roads, onto the grass,
Onto trains and trucks that pass.
On top of bridges, cars and boats.
Even onto people’s coats.
Onto houses and my windowpane.
I just love to watch the drops,
The drips and drops of rain.
- E.B. (1938- ) MotherGooseCaboose.
San Luis Obispo
well, actually
CALIFORNIA,
has had such a dry winter
Normally
the hills in January
are
lush and green
not this year…
until
yesterday
THE RAIN.
it came.
cool
lovely
fresh

the creeks filling up again
and
little animals,
well, turkeys anyway
came out to play

this
babbling
creek
is at the
foot
of the
hiking trail
to
the Irish Hills
beautiful
p.s.
Hwy. 1
just south of
Big Sur
by Lime Kiln
is closed
due to rock slides
from the rains
..take 101 when traveling between Salinas and SLO
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