And weight it down with a few extra rocks, while you’re at it. Not only are they still calling for heavy rain tonight and tomorrow, they’re also calling for wind up to 60mph on the coast, stronger at higher elevations.
A High Wind Warning and Flash Flood Watch are being issued for our area.
The National Weather Service says:
...FLASH FLOOD WATCH IN EFFECT FROM TUESDAY MORNING THROUGH TUESDAY EVENING... THE NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE SAN FRANCISCO BAY AREA HAS ISSUED A * FLASH FLOOD WATCH FOR A PORTION OF CA...INCLUDING THE FOLLOWING AREAS...MOUNTAINS OF SAN BENITO AND INTERIOR MONTEREY COUNTY INCLUDING PINNACLES NATIONAL MONUMENT... NORTHERN SALINAS VALLEY...HOLLISTER VALLEY...AND CARMEL VALLEY...SAN FRANCISCO PENINSULA COAST...SANTA CRUZ MOUNTAINS...SANTA LUCIA MOUNTAINS AND LOS PADRES NATIONAL FOREST AND SOUTHERN MONTEREY BAY AND BIG SUR COAST. * FROM TUESDAY MORNING THROUGH TUESDAY EVENING * A MOISTURE LADEN STORM SYSTEM IS APPROACHING CALIFORNIA FROM THE WEST AND WILL BRING HEAVY RAIN AT TIMES TO THE CENTRAL COAST. THE HEAVY RAIN MAY PRODUCE FLASH FLOODING AND DEBRIS FLOWS WITHIN AND DOWNSTREAM OF RECENT AND LAST YEAR FIRE SCARS. * FLASH FLOODING AND DEBRIS FLOWS WILL BE A PARTICULAR THREAT WITHIN AND DOWNSTREAM OF THE BASIN...SUMMIT...GLORIA...LOCKHEED AND PACHECO PASS FIRE SCARS.
Robinson Jeffers says:
I lie and hear dark rain beat the roof, and the night-blind wind.
In the Ventana country darkness and rain and the roar of waters fill the deep mountain-throats.
The creekside shelf of sand where we lay last August under a slip of stars
And firelight played on the leaning gorge-walls, is drowned and lost. The deer of the country huddle on a ridge.
In a close herd under madrone-trees; they tremble when a rock-slide goes down, they open great darkness –
Drinking eyes and press closer.
Cataracts of rock
Rain down from the mountain from cliff to cliff and torment the stream-bed.
The stream deals with them. The laurels are wounded,
Redwoods go down with their earth and lie thwart the gorge. I hear the torrent boulders battering each other,
I feel the flesh of the mountain move on its bones in the wet darkness.
Than man’s disasters? These wounds will heal in their time; so will humanity’s. This is more beautiful … at night …
from Night Without Sleep