It never rains in Southern California — except this winter we're getting a treat. And it's wonderful — the air is fresh, the gardens are waterlogged, and the sky is full of drama. (Australian viewers, look away now — this kiddies' playground, above, has no shade whatsoever. Not even in summer, when it's full of kids. No wonder so many Californians need plastic surgery in their 30s!)
This tree at the park was full of little birds, all looking south. What did they know about?We were out in the park between showers, walking the dogs. 'Let's do three times round,' I said.
'Well, we ought to do four, really,' David replied.
'Okay,' (trying to keep a straight face) 'Let's jog the last one!'
'Great! Shall I run home and get your weights?'