The Gray Calm

The gray drizzle has descended upon Western Washington and it is dark by 4:30pm. I pop a vitamin D tab, my artificial sunlight, and dig out my souwester, the one that gets people calling me 'fish n' chips'. Necessary equipment for the ensuing dog walk. There is something soul nourishing, cozy and comforting about the weather during this time of year. I grew up in it and actually like it, for a little while. About February, it gets old, but then it doesn't matter because all precipitation is likely falling as snow in the mountains. And then, nothing else matters at all. I can't wait for Baker to open, but this year won't be the same without Ryan. We will have to make him proud, or jealous.......

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