It’s hard to complain about so cal rain when others are dealing with snow and ice still, but it is getting a bit old. Especially when the golden retriever comes in soaked and the smell of wet dog permeated the house. At least I can count on my garden turning gorgeous next month and the roses going absolutely crazy with new growth.
And it is a good thing, because this will likely be all we get for a while. So we should enjoy the soaking while we can. It does put a damper on my mood though, which has been way too damp already.