It rained again today. So I said to a long-time California resident, “It’s raining! When I moved out here, I was promised that it only rained in the winter. I thought our high rents out here paid for no rain. Doesn’t this void my warranty? Can’t I get my money back?”
Smiling, he said, “It rains eleven months of the year here. And we have land slides, wild fires, the occasional tornado, and the Bay Bridge collapses in earthquakes.”
“So this doesn’t void the warranty?” I said.
Still smiling, he just shook his head. “Land slides, wild fires, earthquakes, tornadoes, this is a terrible place to live. I keep telling this to people, they should stay in the eastern half of the country, they really don’t want to live out here.”
It rained today, and now everything smells fresh, and the trees look a little greener, and the white cumulus clouds drifting by overhead are beautiful.
Ah rain. Ours has seemed Biblical.
Anna Belle — You folks in Tennessee are really getting rain.
You know what Woody said:
California is a garden of eden
A paradise to live in or see
But believe it or not
You won’t find it so hot
If you ain’t got
The do re mi.