[ spring in napa ]

It's been a dark, rainy winter in Napa. If I were a dried-up field or a drought scientist I would've rejoiced each day (we are years into a deep drought in California). However....I am a confirmed lizard. My rejoicing springs forth when the mustards come, because they promise daffodils and camelias...and MAYBE even tulips....and by the time tulips get to Napa, well, winter is really being chased out of town. There is, of course, a season for everything. And this rain is a sweet gift to tired, dry earth from Shasta to San Diego. But HALLELUJAH, people.

The mustards have arrived.