The days have been gray, wet and miserable. Normally in this part of California we rejoice when the rain comes, but after several consecutive days of umbrellas and rubber boots, it is we who are weathered. The evidence is in the multitude of battered umbrellas people carry, and the look of weary people have as they step out into the rain.
I've been feeling weary and weathered too, but not as a result of the rain. There has just been so much to take in lately that I haven't been able to synthesize succinct thought. It's a little unsettling.