Surely everyone has heard that it is raining in California. People are worried about the third of our seasons - fire, rain, mudslide, drought. I don't worry because I live on a very little incline and haven't had a fire in some time. However. the weather gods found a way to trifle with me. First, a huge branch from a tree two apartments up hill from me fell down last night. Once again, fate was kind to me and the branch missed my car. They are sawing it into bits in front of our garages just below my apartment. You can't really see in the picture above, but they taped off the street on the other side of the power pole. One of the wires is down. It doesn't affect my electricity, thank goodness. The men worked on it last night until about 1:00. See just below my window. They had flashing lights and very loud tools going all night. Thank heavens for sleeping pills.
Had lunch with Per and Tom yesterday at The Times in that sad, deserted building. But the company was great. Laughing and talking, just like old times. Then I left so they could go back to work. The elevator got stuck just before the 4th floor. I didn't panic! In fact, I calmly called for help and it came in about 5 minutes. It was an old friend! I told him that I stopped the elevator just so I could see him. Man, I miss that place and all my friends, both there and gone. The funny thing is that I kinda miss BAH in Northern Virginia. Nice to have friends everywhere.
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