...Which shouldn't be a surprise: springtime in Portland is known for its dampness. What makes me grumpy is the fact that Nature has been jerking us around this Spring. Mornings are tantalizingly sunny, the kind of sun that makes one plan all sorts of afternoon activities; and then the rain happens--clouds blow in from somewhere cruel and I suddenly need to don a sweater over my optimistic T-shirt.
Rain makes me want to hibernate. I want to spread out in the middle of my bed, duvet tucked up to my ears, and drowse. The thrumming of rain-on-roof gentles my mind; it's the perfect napping season.
Anyway, the sun is never out long enough to dry my backyard and let me deal with dandelions or dog crap.
Rain makes me want to hibernate. I want to spread out in the middle of my bed, duvet tucked up to my ears, and drowse. The thrumming of rain-on-roof gentles my mind; it's the perfect napping season.
Anyway, the sun is never out long enough to dry my backyard and let me deal with dandelions or dog crap.
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