Each fall,
usually in late October, I pack in the accouterment of sunny days and prepare
for the winter storms of West Marin.
This year’s drought pushed back the timetable, allowing me to linger
outside longer than usual. With
Thanksgiving on the horizon and El Nino predicted for the winter, it was time,
finally, to turn inward. I pulled out
the sun umbrellas, took down the cotton hammock, stowed the grill in the
studio, trimmed the lavender, turned off the meager drip system, and set the
radiant heat to a baseline of 60o.
Almost Pi is ready for the deluge.
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