Ah, the rain. I miss the rain of the east coast. Back in South Carolina, huge thunderstorms crush us about every summer afternoon. Big, thick clouds pour their humidity down in fists of rain. Sometimes I would just stand out there, getting drenched. Even when a thunderstorm broke in the night, you could do that and be comfortable in the mild or warm humidity.
Damn, I took that for granted. Along with the trees, that was one of the things I quickly and acutely missed when I moved out this way. Out here in the fields of wheat, trees and humidity are rare, and our moisture comes mostly from snowmelt. This time of year, though, we get some drizzle. Water is a really important element for me, I think. So the rainy season, mild as it may be here, is most welcome.
As far as music goes, though, I'm listening to Smashing Pumpkins' Adore this morning.