... though there didn't seem to be any shepherds (or sailors, depending on which version of the rhyming maxim you prefer) around to warn, and in any case, warn them of what? Maybe the adage doesn't work in the llano. Maybe the warning is operative for Los Angeles, where it sounds as though it's going to be dreadfully wet over Christmas (we may get a few damp remnants in the days following, but I think the storm will have fizzled out for the most part, which is a shame, since it's dry dry dry everywhere here).
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