High wind and then also rain, one night. I'm told the store had a power failure that lasted half an hour, but that there were no customers at the time. I remember one night shift, having to go from booth to booth with a flashlight evicting them.
Blossom season has started: clouds of white blossoms have appeared, and the trees with tiny pink flowers are coming into flower. I noticed Santa Clara has removed the tall brightly painted planters that were placed at kerbside for the Super Bowl (they were starting to get broken, but I miss them) and replaced all the hanging baskets on the new old-style lampposts with fake flower ones. A large sprig of fake red bougainvillea and baby's breath was lying on the sidewalk, blown down by the wind.