San Francisco is getting what is needs -- rain. Rain again predicted today but right now, sun with assertive clouds. This is the real in this place. In NYC, my former real place, there's different perspective, a different feel. No ambiguity. Winter storm: strident snow. So I'm sending assertive yellow to my friends back East and through the country. Not that I'm damning snow.
Each bloom is an egg yolk.
Each bloom, a haiku.