That was some rain last night. There are puddles on the patio and the backyard drain was stopped up, which means it was coming down pretty hard for a while. I was on my way home from Costa Mesa when it started; fortunately I was off the freeway before the torrent really started. It was odd, though, driving towards home on Rose Drive and seeing the sprinklers on the median spraying away in the rain.
Right now, when I look out my window, the streets look blue. It’s a phenomenon I’ve noticed before in this neighborhood on rare occassions, those fleeting moments when a blue California sky shines over still-wet streets.