All this week we have had copious amounts of rain (for California). Sadly it doesn’t come anywhere near ending our drought but it has been so wonderful all the same. Today was dryer but I finally got the chance to go through the photos I’ve been taking, edit out all the blurred and boring ones (!!! so many!!!) and pick out my favorites.
Something happens in the Pacific Northwest when it rains that rarely (or never) happens where I grew up in the mountains or in England. The low clouds settle into valleys and gorges creating layers of mountains and cotton-candy in the shifting light; and then among the tops of the pines you see rising tufts of cloud clinging to the tree tops like roving on a carding brush. At first I thought it was a fantastical and rare moment I was seeing but literally every time it rains the countryside is magically transformed by mists and light!