OK, so it's not very much. But it was a thin sprinkle of the stuff - and. much more fell just to the north of us, a few hundred feet higher. And it is September 9th, which is Too Early. The morning glories may not have made it through very happily. The basil looks completely withered and miserable. Today it's carried on raining sporadically - there was a huge thunderclap in the middle of the class that I was teaching this evening, which made me jump not a little - with more to come tonight - but I think most of the white stuff will miss us. I realise that this will see somewhere between bizarre and insulting to those of you battling heatwaves and wildfires and smoke and ash: it is, surely, part of global weirding and climate change horrors more broadly.
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