The Park, the Hills, Earth, Virus

I love when it rains in Los Angeles, not just because this climate needs it, but because the rain suits this environment somehow. People here get nervous about rain, yet go out driving anyway, a phenomenon that is both comical and best avoided.

I got caught in what was considered a significant rainstorm on my walk last Saturday, a legitimate downpour, even with my planning against the hourly weather.com report. Oh, well. Here, I enjoy a downpour, the release valve of rushing water, life, renewal, tonight undercut again by sirens down the hill, blanketing my building, the park, the hills, earth, virus