...Which gives me great, warm, fuzzy feelings after all the rain. Yet I don't seem to be able to wax poetic on the subject. But I thought I would put something positive down.
Basically, I don't want y'all to think I'm just a whiner.
Mmmm....sun on my face, not too hot, not too cold, little wind...sometimes there's a lot to be said for mediocrity.
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My dad used to say:
"As a rule, a man's a fool...
When he's hot,he wants it cool.
When he's cool he wants it hot.
Always wanting what it's not."
But I'm with you. Too much rain can put me in a funk as well. Although, since I live on the east side of the mountains I seldom have that issue. I just come to Portland to play in all that lush green beauty and then go back home where the sun shines.
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