For the first time all week I didn't have to turn on the light when I went to my computer. There was enough sunlight coming in the window. There was sun everywhere turning the left over rain droplets to glittering diamond.
I didn't realize how much all the clouds and rain got me down until the sun returned and I felt all smiles.
The rain was unrelenting, flooding part of our yard. The rain totals were mind boggling. Woodland Hills which is right next to us got almost 11 inches of rain. The power went out from Ventura Boulevard to a block away from us. And late the day after it had gone out, A truck had the street blocked on Ventura Boulevard and they were working under the street. All the stores were still dark, along with the houses.. I was so grateful not to be included.
My flock of daffodils looked like fallen soldiers during the rain. But as soon as jt stopped they started to straighten.
It was a good time for writing. I was off in my imagination writing letting the characters in the Indiana school house shop have their say. It was always a jolt when I glanced out the window and saw the leaves on the lime tree bending with the rain.
That's not to say that we weren't out in the deluge. A trip to Costco on Sunday led to soggy groceries and puddly footprints all over the kitchen.
There was lots of trouble other places. I heard there were over 300 mudslides. Houses have slide off their foundations which is why I gave the house behind us a few worried looks. It is actually at the end of a cul de sac that loosely parallels our street. The giant fake farm house replaced a smaller house built at the top of the slope at the front of the property. I watched as the developer dropped piles of dirt to extend the hill back. The backyard slopes downward toward our yard and if the hill he created wasn't stable, trouble would come our way. To make it worse, a huge monstrosity was built next to the fake farm house. It is up slope from them and I wondered if the farmhouse people were worried it might slide into their yard.
So far all is well, but the news people said more than once that even when the rain stops, mud can still move. Years ago, two houses in Tarzana slid off their foundations and fell into the street. I hope nothing like that happens again-- particularly in my backyard.