The Rillito runs

I cannot remember when the Rillito has flowed so long. It seems like a week. I would never have guessed that snow melt could have lasted so long. Moreover, it runs clear. This year seems to destined to be very different, confusingly so. My roses, before I pruned them, seemed particularly disoriented. One or two delivered blooms. A blooming rose in January. That El Niño is special.