Los Angeles is having its rainiest December ever, which has everyone on edge because wildfire-scarred land doesn’t absorb rain well and tends toward runoff. A good portion of this rainy munificence fell inconveniently on heavy travel days over the 24th, 25th, and today the 26th. Here at home in urban Long Beach the street drains are keeping the water moving so there’s no real cause for alarm.
I grabbed my usual celebratory rainy day seat this morning atop the laundry shed under the pergola, high and dry. (The pergola is an interconnected series of three roofs of varying sizes built against the south-facing back of the house, designed more for sun relief than the infrequent rain.)
I met this little guy taking refuge under the pergola too.
With the aloe flowers opening, the hummingbirds are queuing up for prime positions, and December rain is not going to stand in their way.
We traveled briefly for a long weekend and left Billie with a neighbor — I think she missed her garden more than us! Take care, more soon. AGO