The Space Station

Spring arrived in Southern Oregon for about a week in April. May has brought rain it's first three days. I'm making chicken stew. The creeks are running again and the pond has found new life. The frogs are happy. I was ready for sunny and warm. The satellite view shows a lonnnng stream of cloud that tails off the California-Oregon coast all the way across the Pacific to China ; Prognosis, rain for days to come. Good UFO weather, they like the cloud cover, and the mountains of southern Oregon. There's even a space station up the road .
No,...You didn't know that?
Google southern Oregon UFO and see all about it. Well, not the space station, that's a local secret. The more I look at the pacific satellite view , the more I'm moved to doomsday predictions: The snowpack is heavy, this is a warm spring storm, the reservoirs are full in NoCal; the conditions are ripe for flooding down in the valleys. Watch out river towns, you may have to move a few tent cities.
Anyway, up the road a half mile there is a three hundred acre parcel that was developed by a man believing that aliens were going to land there. He flattened a mountaintop for a landing zone and erected a metal building that looks like a dorm. Supposedly it was going to be a welcome center. The space station. Judging from UFO sightings in Southern Oregon the aliens are still looking for it. Nowadays, I think they rent out rooms in the welcome center on a monthly basis. I don't know if the occupants are aliens from another planet, but some of them look pretty alien. Backwoods folk. Beverly Hillbillish...... without the money.
Remember the days of the flower-child, hippies, peace, love, dope, .....maaannnnn... they never ended in this area, and some of the inhabitants of Takilma look like they walked right out of 1969. Others have incorporated success into the look. Still others look like all that was bad about the era too. However, if there is a living spirit of that era, having migrated north up the California coast to Oregon , it now lives in Takilma.
Takilma, named after the local indians, is a mispronunciation of the local indian's name. They are the DaGilma, which translated is "Big Family". Not by coincidence, big family in Chinese-Mandarin is pronounced very similarily. ( DaJia).
This place is slow today. The driving rain keeps the Bluejays from hawking for bread crumbs. The grey winged buzzards aren't circling. The grey squirrels aren't running up and down the trees. We're all staying home and out of the rain. It's cozy, but when you're ready for warm and sunny, hot choclate is not what you want.
Three days later it's still raining. Went to the dentist today and had seven teeth pulled. My nose is still numb. I wish I could make in an hour what that dentist makes; 1365 dollars and he pulled those teeth in about ten minutes. I'm ready for a nap , depressing to think about the money spent.