Well, chillun, they say it's gonna rain .... our first storm of the season is due Friday night. Of course, that's when Teri is due to arrive in SFO; I don't think it's very nice of her to bring the hurricane weather she's had on her coast out to us. But we do need the precipitation, very desperately; and I have to hope it's the harbinger of a lot more water to come this winter, to fill our reservoirs and get our lovely brooks and creeks running merrily once more.
Meanwhile, we are putting up pictures on walls, at last; baking cookies; and getting ready for the October slate of expected guests. Teri comes first, this Sunday, along with the Monterey Kids, who will be joining us that evening for a birthday celebration for John's 69th. T will stay with us on Monday, to have a whole day of living in the redwood forest; and on Tuesday I'll take her down to have a day at the coast with Julie's and Joe's families, before she returns home on Wednesday.
During October we have a few more pilgrims coming by: and so I hope that our Indian Summer weather will return to us and stay for this month – and then, let Winter come. We will stock our larder, and hunker down in our warm little cottage, and may the skies open and rain down God's goodness!
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Mom, I think your place is going to be the coolest place to be in a rainstorm...I think I will come up for one sometime! :)
And afterward, to walk out into the still-wet forest, I can almost smell the pine now...
Sigh...Teri will be in heaven, no doubt.
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