These past weeks here in Ventura and Santa Barbara counties have seen odd weather – not seasonally odd – but overall odd. Â Thunder and lightning seldom occur here – but they did, in abundance. Â Cold weather, and a week of rain. Â Now, up into the 70s and 80s, the east winds are blowing dust and pollen everywhere. Â Everyone is congested and feeling as if hayfever has descended like a plague. Â The winds are drying up people and plants. Â Tomorrow, we can expect more rain.
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Despite my whining, it has been really lovely to get a week or so of rain. Â The problem is the sudden shift from high humidity to low, and the winds just add to the mix by drying everything up more so than just higher temperatures might. Â The skies have been beautifully clear and blue, and the clouds are more than usual – the usual is no clouds around here!
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After work, a friend and I took our cameras and headed out to a local park in Thousand Oaks, Wildwood Park, which is part of the land dedicated to open space around the city. Â This park has meadows and scrub, rocky paths, vistas. Â In the early evening, with a week of rain behind us, the winter vegetation is beginning to green up. Â Underfoot, the earth gives a little, which feels strange when one is used to a dry, dusty crunch.
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The cacti are rather fat and full of water. Â The prickly pear have ripening fruit.
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Sagebrush flowers are dried, hollow shells, but the leaves erupt in an acrid spiciness when crushed. Â While the hills still look burnt from the dryness of the summer, a hint of green may be seen.
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The sunset was bright and clear, with a majestic descent of the sun into the western mountains, turning clouds pink and the valley gold, orange, purple, and gone.










