There is a storm ahead, alright. Still.
I cannot be sure if last night’s wind spectacular was a normal event that we’d previously simply missed out on witnessing and experiencing – what…a roar – because we lived a little farther south and downhill from our current perch in San Francisco, but that was quite a som’in’. Is this how things, how winters, will unspool in the Bay Area moving forward? Red, hot days, followed by barreling storms?
That Pacific Ocean is not kidding around. Especially when La Niña runs the show. And it is a som’in’ to behold and experience and feel this Earth.
The wind that’s beginning to howl’s gonna cleanse the shit. Let it through.