November rain, flooding, snow, and cold gives way to December more-of-the-same. The winds that ravaged British Columbia, Washington, and Oregon last night meant for another night of fitful sleep. The child slept with the wife and I. When the wife and I were looking outside at 12:45 a.m., a tree across the road fell. Fortunately, it didn't damage anything on its way down. It blocked a turnaround in the park, but nobody really uses it much.
The river is running high again. More trees and debris have been stripped from the mostly bare banks by its swift currents.
After the rain subsided and the winds began to do the same, the sky was a brilliant blue, peppered with clouds that raced by overhead. Now, the cold is returning. Snow is once more a possibility.
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