That’s Autumn in Southern California. Santa Ana winds are blowing. It’s hot, windy, dry, and very smoky from fires around our valley, but not here…yet.
We don’t sleep as well when the wind is blowing, but part of the cause of our wakefulness was a dozen or so palm fronds landing and tumbling on our roof at 4:30 am! Seth is rather leary of the wind. He keeps asking “Mommy, do you like the wind?” “Daddy, what is the wind?” But he never seems satisfied with any answer.
What I love about the wind is hearing the wind chimes Peter bought in Maine as our honeymoon souvenir. 🙂
When we got home this afternoon from spending some time at Papa’s house, the yard was strewn with leaves and huge palm fronds and the boys set to work gathering them into a pile. The light was the yellow/red glow of smoke clouds and there was ash flying through the air and pooling in the corners around the yard.
I’m grateful for God’s protection during past fire seasons and I’m trusting Him for this one, too. Now, what to do with all these palm fronds?!?