Oi, such a rain: We’ve had a few little cloud-bursts since the start of September, but nothing that lasted long. For the most part, the weather has been the usual late summer temps. But yesterday, the sky looked dreary and oppressive, and at night all hell broke loose. We had torrential, unrelenting rain all night, lightening, and thunder that at times was so close, it rattled the windows. No hot water. This is the first time I’ve had to turn on the water heater! (Solar, dontcha know…)
So this morning I don rain gear and take a confused Terri outside. She loooooovvvvveeees her walks, but she is not so sure about this wet stuff. Internal conflict! The funniest thing is watching her try to oblige when I ask her to sit—she squats with her tushie hovering a few centimeters from the wet pavement.
The house now smells vaguely of damp dog.
Elections—again: Oh, crap. Well, not such a surprised, but Livni doesn’t manage to pull together a government, so everything goes back to the drawing board with early elections. However, note that when we talk about new elections, we have a three month campaign, not a friggin’ two year marathon, like in the States.
Winter fare: Oatmeal with egg, salt, garlic, helba, Tobasco, and ground flax seed, cooked into a lovely, golden, fagrant mess. Mmmmm. Healthy and satisfying, but I am aware that the mere thought of it makes most people gag. B’ta’am v’re’ach… So what’s your favorite breakfast on a stormy winter morning?