It's raining, it's pouring, the roof is leaking
September 7, 2014 | Sometimes the sky is so blue, the air is so clean, the temperature is so comfortable that you can't help but remark, "This is why I moved here!"
Today was not one of those times. When I awoke around 1am I opened the sliders to get some fresh air into the house. I immediately closed them again. The air was positively fetid. By the time we went to brunch, it was even worse. You could practically wring the water out of the air, and the sky was filled with ominous dark clouds.
While we were at brunch the skies opened and torrents of rain fell, sometimes sideways. Soon, the deck was flooded and water began flowing under the doors into the dining room. A losing battle ensured to sweep the water back out. Then the roof began to leak, and the staff ran out of containers to catch all the water leaking from the roof.
My new cell phone suddenly flashed and vibrated to inform me that a flash flood warning was now in effect. Gadzooks!
On the way out I remarked to the host that he needed a supply of umbrellas for customers to hold over their heads while eating. He allowed as the little umbrellas at the bar might not suffice.
When we dared venture outside, the street was flooded, and cars were doing their best impersonation of amphibious landing craft. We drove a couple of blocks and turned left on Sunrise Way. The street was barely moist. By the time I got onto Indian Canyon Dr going north to Desert Hot Springs, the pavement wasn't even damp! The gully washer was utterly localized.
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