This is the view from our front door this evening: that illuminated globe - no, not some miraculous lunar apparition, but the light by the gate to the street. Rainy days in LA are very special - not just because of their rarity; not just because they alleviate the drought - they allow one to mimic winter behavior, and curl up on a sofa (with sweater; with cat), and feel that one's pulled up the drawbridge. That's a rare (but necessary) luxury.
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