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On this last day of March in Southern California, the temperature has been up and down between 69 and 71 degrees. Some blue patches of sky, but mostly cloudy and gray…supposed to rain.

In the Midwest we would see huge dark clouds moving toward us, fingers of lightning, and rumbles — sometimes it seemed the air turned green —  and we could smell the rain. Then the bottom would fall out of the clouds and huge raindrops, then torrents, would soak everything in less than two minutes.

Here, we have 50-50 clouds. Some gray, some darker. Sometimes a lot of clouds push through the sky, but no rain. Then more blue sky, followed by more clouds! I shout in my mind “Rain already you S.O.B.s!” Later I’m surprised to see the streets are wet. A light drizzle sneaked in. No lightning. No thunder. Just wimpy sprinkles reluctant clouds spit out over us.

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By god, I’d love to have just one thunderous, voltage-filled, deluge!!!! THAT is what I consider to be “rain.”

Another thing, before it rained in the Midwest, there would be a frantic few minutes, as we brought the washing in off the clotheslines, gathered the kids’ toys on the covered porch, and closed windows all through the house and in the car in the driveway.

The cat would be crazily racing across the furniture and up and down the drapes, with her ears back and a wild look in her eyes, claws spread and prepared for the next leap — energized by the looming storm. Her hair even seemed electrified and stood out from her body.

Ahhh. Just thinking about REAL RAIN makes me feel better!

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Babies with feathers

Seems like everything is really growing a lot this year.

Even the birds, which are making nests in the clay tiles of our roof — front and back on the second story — are on their third batch of babies. (I know there is another word for them, but to me, they are just babies.) A couple of the nests are right above our bedroom and bathroom windows. So I open the windows a little to hear the babies cheeping.

When the parents come back with food every one of the babies begins cheeping loudly and faster — nonstop! They sound so cute. But, like all babies cries, it gives me a feeling of urgency and needing to do something for them! In a few minutes, though, all is quiet. Not one little cheep. They go back to sleep after they are fed and the parents are off to find more food.

I can tell by the sound of their little voices when they are getting bigger. The cheeps turn into chirps and they are stronger sounding. Soon, it is quiet all the time. They’ve left the nest.

I imagine the parents must rest their wings for a few days before starting a new brood.

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