Mist, Rain, and Spin

Posted on December 7, 2003 in Neighborhood Weather

A brown haze has parked itself on the alluvial plain beneath Portola Hills. I yearned for the clear views that could take me all the way out to Catalina when I stood on the rim at Concourse Park. This season refuses to permit it. Like a public relations agent, it conceals the fair and the wretched alike. Every fact of a mountain, a canyon, a flower, or a tree is covered over by a thin gauze. Seeing things as they are in this season is no easier than getting the real news out of the Fox Channel. There’s no wind of change or truth to take the spin out of the whirling particles of smoke and water.

Early this morning, it rained. When I looked outside, I saw that the fog stayed with us. Obstinantly, despite the reform efforts of the clouds, the obfuscation remained. Not unlike the lies of the Bush Administration when you think about it.