Feb. 18th, 2026

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Words leaving my brain like rats escaping a sinking ship. I listen carefully, hoping to catch a bit of what they say, but they all blather at once, a senseless cacophony. I'll miss any warning they give, and die at sea.

But I won't be drowning from this rain. There just isn't enough of it. I doubt we've gotten as much as an inch here in the valley, though in the mountains there has been abundant snow, upwards of three feet at the highest elevations. That isn't enough to make up for all we didn't get in January, but it will be sufficient to provide skiers with a couple of weeks of pleasant activities. Even better, it will keep the reservoirs full longer.

There isn't going to be much rain today, but Thursday it should be back in force, and next week we are to get another storm. Botanists are predicting that there could be a wildflower superbloom again this spring, thanks to all this late season rain. I won't be getting out to see it myself of course, but I'm sure there will be plenty of pictures. It's unlikely I'll go blind before then, though my eyesight is getting quite crappy.

Oh, I slept wrong Monday night and my neck hurt all day, and I had a low-grade headache that is still lingering. I hope I don't sleep wrong again tonight. I don't want to end up needing a chiropractor. I really don't have the energy to get out to one anymore. I need to arrange my pillows very carefully.

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