Rain. Like no tomorrow. The re-enactment of the Noah Episode. The week I left the city, the Oregonian had a chart of Portland having less rain compared to other cities, ie New York. Well, right they are. It has been pouring for two days. As I look out my window at the downpour, the puddles and the wet, I recall the light mist of the Oregon rain. This stuff is heavy, sodden and thoroughly dampening. May I remember.
Of course the upside is, there is no walking traffic under my window, there is a dearth of vehicular activity and it feels cozy inside, remember the fireplace.