I’ve been rather housebound for the last few days, busy with this and that, and just plain lazy. Â This morning, though, with the prediction of a whole day of rain, the allure of a walk in the damp was too much. Â Our rain has dwindled into a slow drizzle, but it is so welcomed here in our parched California landscape. Â The sky was a blue-grey, hinting at moisture to come, and it did soon after I started out, more like a misty rain than drops, which is fine when you want to go hiking. Â The trails were all sticky – my boots sucked into the mud and made a rhythmic noise with each step. Â Areas of the trail had not yet dried, but when they do, the trail will be lumpy and bumpy for a long time.
When I got to the area I wanted to explore – it’s always new, no matter how many times you go! – the parking area was closed for repairs. Â I skirted around to where the oaks and cacti and stream and sycamore hang out, just in case it did get wetter. Â It turns out that the recent rains have caused soil slippage, and some trees have toppled a bit. Â One oak had fallen and split, so the work crew was waiting for the oak tree specialist (the city has one, as oak trees are protected where I live) to determine whether it needed anything or just a bit of a trim.
Here, a little bit of rain goes a long way, and soon enough the grasses begin to sprout for the upcoming spring. Â Beige and brown give way to the delicate greens. Â The cold temperatures have pushed the autumn leaves to golds and reds, so suddenly a dull grey-brown landscape pops into life. Â The smell of the damp earth, the creeks with running water, and the occasional bird song or insect was all that could be heard. Â A bit of bliss for a couple of hours! Â Click a picture below to scroll through them.

