The rain stopped. I thought it would rain for months because the radio was saying this was a winter storm. Rain is winter here. But the rain stopped. The waves and the ocean are still unruly. Even with the waves unpredictability I see people trying to surf. All around the foundation of the house, the sickly stem and leaf plants perked up. Then I noticed buds, now cala lilies are every where. Not those timid six to ten inch ones that you see in pots in florist shops, these things are three to four feet high with cafe ole' cup sized blooms. Now I know what those pictures of Frida Kala are about. They are sensuous blooms for wild flowers. No dandelions here.