The Bully of the Foothills
The bully of the foothills pounded at my window bright and early. All day it has filled the hole left by rising air in the valley, rushing over the condos towards the sea. Lynn reports that its not quite so bad on the flats where Interstate-5 runs. Just now I heard the first sign of life outside our home: a slamming car door. On days like this, people grab their ankles and rock while they wait for the foehn to still.
Posted: October 21st, 2007 under Weather.
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Time: 10/21/2007, 6:59 pm
Today was a strange weather day..its too dry, there is a Santa Ana and my favorite place, San Diego has a huge series of fires raging..
So, my sister who lives there is getting a call from me every couple of hours..checking on the family. I am strange like that.