We experienced an odd event yesterday . Water fell from the sky . I’ve seen it before , I think . Rain . People call it rain . Newscasters here call it torrential downpours , but it’s rain . I’m pretty sure it’s rain .
We’ve been drying out here for a few years . The surface of our state , the Golden State , has been sinking little by little . Lakes have dried up . Farmers’ wells have dried up . Wineries , and others , who can afford to sink deeper wells can stay in business . Others can’t . Entire cities in California have dried up .
Now that we’ve got some rain we wait for the expected mud slides . Mud slides traditionally follow the brush fires . The brush fires burned the vegetation whose roots might have held the dirt in place .
Shall I go on ? Want to hear about earthquakes ?
I consult the tiki about all of this . I also mention the troubles in Ukraine and parts of Africa and the Middle East . Sometimes I do , but the tiki doesn’t seem to focus on my concerns . The tiki , I suppose , has to watch the garden , to focus on what is at hand . I know the tiki knows all about those other events . But , the tiki is settled . The tiki is stoic within a context of rising tendencies to stir the anxiety stew .