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I really like the temperate weather of the Pacific Northwest. While the weather has been a little wacky this winter, it's nothing too out of the ordinary and makes life more interesting, in my opinion.
I like the days in winter where it rains just enough and is just bright enough to make the sky shimmer like a pearl. I like the days in fall where the sky is deep blue and the air is slightly crisp with the turning of the leaves--you can almost smell football season. I love that moment in March where the weather finally starts to cooperate and sun begins to fall on the daffodils instead of rain. That first week in April--when the showers are interspersed with rain and the cherry blossoms are in bloom--I wouldn't trade it for the world. And I wouldn't trade that invariably windy week in late April that makes the cherry blossoms fall to the ground and drift like pink snow. I might contemplate ridding myself of the overly rainy days in deep winter or the dog days of summer when the temperature brushes the low 100s, but then I would be losing all of the things I like about the perenially rainy Pacific Northwest.
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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