You'd think rain would be good for California in the middle of its historic drought, but so much rain in so little time on such dry ground can bring serious flooding.
I think of long, sweet afternoons, when I may lie and listen to the distant sea, Or hear the breezes in the reeds that sigh, Or insect voices chirping shrill and dry, In fields that wait for me.
I think the rarest color that we have is actually an entire bowl of Indian yellow, and this is a pigment that is made from the dried urine of cows that are fed only on mango leaves.