it is raining. outside my sliding door i heard drips and thought the hose was left on. nope. it is raining. in july. in southern california. on the drywall we left propped on the garage door. because we thought it would be okay because it is: 1) july 2) california. i am changing this blog to a weather report and commentary on the state of our earth as viewed narrowly through the experiences of a little slice of land in the foothills and a woman obssessed with the weather. oh well, at least i might get some knitting done.
add: it did not rain long and i did very little knitting before that other weather came back.