See that white stuff on top of my old car and on that little swatch of suburban lawn in the photo below? This is not an image of the early spring thaw in Missouri. Nor is it New England in winter or even Oregon for that matter. This is a photo taken in January, 2002 in northern California. The only day of my entire life that I woke up in my own home in the Golden State to snow. An actual snow day. I drove the back roads to my then job hawking vitamins in Novato and they were stunningly snow-blanketed and blinding. It was the coolest thing ever.

Weather is cool and strange and scary--as those 110 degree days this summer proved. Next week, a Q & A interview of mine runs in the Pacific Sun with Dietrich Stroeh, a water man you might say, whose experiences are the subject of a book called "The Man Who Made it Rain," about the 2 year drought in Marin county (and much of California) in 76-77, and about the effects of global warming, or as we should all start thinking about it: "global shift toward the planet getting rid of humans."




Anyway, happy holiday and all that.

JPR