Have you ever felt stood up? And by someone who was going to add a little zest to your life?
I was supposed to have a date with Beatriz on Tuesday afternoon. And I do not mean the type of Beatriz who would chat on – at length – about her creation Peter, or the Dutch queen who would let me know my favorite suite at Brown’s was named after her grandmother – before being renovated. The hotel. Not her grandmother
The Beatriz I had in mind was the blustery hurricane that was supposed to rival Lear on the heath – with score by Richard Wagner. It didn’t happen.
If you need the numbers, here is what my land lady had to report.
These are the stats from our Davis Weather Station on the beach in Villa Obregón, as of 1:00pm Tuesday:
Total precipitation from the storm: .40 inch
Total precipitation since midnight: .28 inch
Highest wind gust on Monday: 31mph
Highest wind gust on Tuesday: 23 mph
Currently not raining, wind 4 mph, temp 80 F, barometer steady at 29.75.
.40 inches of rain? 23 mph for a high gust of wind?
I have experienced more excitement listening to a sales presentation by a life insurance salesman.
So, no power outage. No loss of internet. No flying lawn chairs. No coconut palms crashing onto the Shiftless Escape.
But there is that half inch of rain. And it is a small down payment on our late rainy season. When I got up this morning, the swallows were out in full force on the laguna. I am assuming there must have been a large hatch of insects. Mainly mosquitoes, if my patio is any indicator.
Even so, I am a bit wistful. We could have made a great couple.
Maybe – next time.