The rain clouds decided to snuggle up to the mountains to the east.  Oh, well.  More for the watershed.  It would have been nice, though.

The day turned out very nice.  Moderate temperature.  Nice breeze.  Clear skies.  This time of year is my favorite.  Or spring.  I can't make up my mind.  

No, wait...I think when the trees are turning in the fall.  Or maybe when the first tender green starts to show in the spring.  

All I can tell you for sure is that I don't like Sacramento summers!!  This past summer was not too dreadful, though.  June is usually a transition month, but we had triple digits!  July was July.  August did not have one day at all of triple digits.  Now that's a record.  Not that it didn't get hot.  It did.  Ninety-nine degrees is hot.  But it's not triple.  So what's one degree???

If we have another winter like last year's I may consider moving to Arizona.  Too much rain. Too much dreary skies.  Too much gloom.  Now, I want you to understand that I like rain, but not every blessed day for a month.  Or more.  That's what we had last year.  Unremitting wet and drear.

Oh, blather.  Just because I don't have anything to talk about today, must I talk about the weather?!

Shalom