3 June 2003
It's the third of June. Another sleepy, dusty Delta day? Maybe down by some other river. We're getting rained upon half an inch since sunrise, after which it started coming down faster and a particularly wet pattern is setting up for the rest of the week. It's as though someone looked at the statistics and yelled, "Cripes, Marv, we're down forty-nine percent on rainfall for the year!" Which we are. Or were, anyway. There are no flood warnings up yet, but a couple more hours like this and you won't have to throw things off the bridge: the water will take it right out of your hands.
Still, better in June than in January, when the combination of flakes on the road and flakes on the road is deadly, or at least annoying.