It’s 40 degrees here with a high of 70 expected. The real story, however, is the pervasive drought. I’ve never seen my home town so dry. The reservoirs are dry, the rivers are dry, the crops are dry. There are signs in my hotel room asking us to help the water problem by reusing our towels. Water is not offered in restaurants. There was a rally on the governor’s steps on Friday with people demanding water.
Government regs require that what water there is flows out to the ocean, unobsructed, and cannot be diverted for crop use. Supposedly this helps the fish, but both sides in the debate admit that the water flow is too low to be of any help to the fish.
The air is laden with a fine dust/haze that makes it difficult to read street signs. Signs that are green with white writing are much easier to read than those that are white with blue writing (most of them).
Yet, professional gardners are planting pansies and purple kale everywhere. Most people use a form of drip watering to keep the flowers alive.
I read on-line that it is -4 degrees at my present home in Wisconsin with snow expected tomorrow (my flying day). I can hardly wait to get home.
You call someplace “paradise” - kiss it goodbye.