It's mid-day and the curtains are open in the house to let in the light. I'm downstairs cleaning the kitchen when in the back of my mind I notice that room is getting darker. Not sure why and thinking maybe I'm imagining things I ignore the dimmed light to finish up the dishes. As I look up and out the window I see....


Oh. It is true about Southern California. It never rains here at least in our minds. We natives have short term memory about water falling from the sky so each time it happens it's a little shock to the system.
I have to admit, the rain is great for the plants. The Bird of Paradise is starting to bloom!