all this fuss.
i’ve heard fairly consistent fuss about the rainy weather.
and i love it.
i love that the sun is out in the morning.
i love that it rains so long that it continues in the evening.
i love that the threat of rain causes people to maximize their time in the sun.
i love that it makes it conducive to staying inside and reading, or watching the oscar movies with the boy.
i love that through the magnification of clear rain, everything looks more green, more alive, more exciting.
i love the ominous look of deep grey clouds.
i love the torrential downpours and the idle drops of a light sprinkle, light enough to catch it on your face and walk around.
i love weather that calls for galoshes.
the fussy weather is, in short, fantastic.