I've become a farmer.
Every day this fall I've been eagerly reading the weather reports. Scanning the weather sites for news of rain. Finally, there's been a break in the relentless sunny days of late fall here in San Francisco.
Rain.
With all the new gardens I've planted this fall, all I needed was a bit of sun and steady water. Of course, there is the hose, but I am not the most reliable water source (yes, yes, I know, a drip system would be lovely, too).
Where I live, winter means rain, if winter ever comes. When it does, everyone else has long faces, to have their overly active lives constrained so. But I've been looking forward to it. When a co-worker told me that wet weather was coming my response was "Yes! Finally!" That got me some strange looks!
But the sweet little bright green leaves of the geraniums, clematis, japanese anemone, and the bubbly euphorbia all agree with me. And thank goodness -- my garden isn't dead.
So I eagerly await the rain.
Posted by rich at December 9, 2002 4:13 PM