No Logic for the Neurotic in PG

I'm convinced Pacific Grove's weather was invented by a Swiss man whose world was precise, logical and finely regulated.  Every day at 1 PM, the sun gets hazy and a breeze springs into action.  Leaves and dust that have been diligently swept into the gutters by our citizenry is immediately airborne and sent back from where it came as well as through every open window in town.

The immediate question springs to mind:  Why bother sweeping and raking at all?

In PG, that's a rhetorical question, almost a philosophical one, for which I have no certain answer.  It does defy logic, to an alarming degree.

I want to go up to people and explain the weather certainties, tell them about the Little Swiss Watchmaker God of Pacific Grove Wind who has set the breeze to lift at 1 PM.  I want to soothe their anxiety about neatly raked lawns left unkempt.  I believe if they would just simply leave (pardon the pun) for a few days, escape the confines of this peninsula of the Peninsula, they would be less neurotic about their compulsion to rake and neaten every morning, when the air is still, before the wind comes up.  They say that pacing bears in zoos need mental outlet, diversion, entertainment.  Raking citizens of The Groove would surely benefit from similar diversion and activity.

Don't even get me started on leaf blowers.