Rain and Other Phenomena
Oregon shifts into its rainy pattern sometime in September or October, running the sun from the skies. Darkness descends as the days grow shorter. The unmoistened brown grass turns green even while the verdant leaves bronze and flake. I am put in a calm, relaxed, introverted state by these developments and cannot be roused to cough bile over the bumbling of a Pope or machinations of a torture-defending White House or Rove scraping election-year slime.
They will be here for me tomorrow, when I re-emerge from my hole.