It is a rare thing indeed to fall asleep to the sound of steady rain falling on the roof when you live in the desert but this week that is exactly what happened. In the morning we woke up to a washed, refreshed, rejuvenated world. It was still raining and the mountains were swathed in mist.
Later as the mist cleared we could see just how close down the snow had come. Phew, that was close!