Saturated Streets

Ah, the sounds outside my window are exotic for Southern California: raindrops slap onto the pavement and trickle down the side of the Madison Lanai. The occasional car rushes by and creates a temporary rush of water. Los Angeles is being saturated by water, a rare, enjoyable event. But what makes a Los Angeles storm fascinating to me is that the rain seems to fall efforstlessly from a wet pool somewhere far above. Even more surprising, there seems to be little or no wind with this storm. So, rather than the rain coming in at an angle like the storm that blows across the midwest during August, this rain just descends. It is also rhythmically persistent and allows my soul and thoughts to relax. It gives a healthy cessation to the flurry of activities that so frequently dominate this landscape and culture - a naturally produced sabbath break.

Against such a backdrop, I offer a friendly, casual hello. I'll leave it at that for now.

peace,

Wes