Pouring rain. I am sitting at the Benicia fishing pier, listening to Van Morrison, watching the rain fall and the sea gulls revel in the wet.
My brother, Peter, and his wife are bringing their three children out to the west coast for their spring break, which is the last week of April. They are going to come to the Bay Area. My sister, Lin, is coming, too. I am so happy and excited.
Katy is doing better. We drove up to UC Davis to visit her, and they said she could come home. Her poor little snout is still so swollen from the snake bite, but she's home, with her dog siblings, and her loving master.