Looking out my Backdoor: When almost a tsunami

Rainy nights. Sunny days. Moderate temperatures. “I could live in this season forever,” I said to a friend this morning.

If only. Right? Nope, we get to experience all things.

We got to experience a mountain-storm almost-tsunami the other night. A right whopper.

A few days prior, during a lighter storm, I lay in bed thinking about geography. I’m at the foot of mountains. If a phenomenal rainstorm, something much more than the ordinary, were to burst forth, we could be flooded. Water still flows downhill, mostly, right?

Somebody has to imagine these things.

Next day, I told Leo about my night-t...