It's raining, finally, after months of sun and heat. I'm not a fan of either, and my move to the Pacific Northwest coast of the US was predicated by the fact that it rains more than it does anything else here. Because rain is weather I can get behind.

Snow, heat, humidity: each of these leaves me uncomfortable and unhappy. But rain, especially as practiced in the PNW, is wonderful, cool and grey. The kind of weather that gives me options. It's light enough to still do things, go places and yet it is also good weather for piling on the cats and blankets and reading a book.

I do so love Seattle.