One of the things I really miss about the weather in Seattle is that it was generally pretty consistent. If it was raining, it would rain all day, or all week, or whatever. Even when the weather changed, it changed gradually. You could see the clouds sweeping in, and it started raining lightly before it got steady. When the rain was intermittent it was constantly intermittent. It meant the weather was unlikely to surprise you, but it also meant that once you’d found something you liked, it stuck around.

In Boston, there are a lot more storms, and they last a lot less time. Just tonight there was a pretty nasty thunderstorm that lasted all of fifteen minutes. It came up suddenly, heralded by a bit of lightning and a sudden downpour, and suddenly the wind was blowing and the temperature dropped and it was suitably awesome. Then, just as suddenly, the rain let up and the lightning stopped and the wind died down and the temperature came back up. That’s not weather. That’s a random interlude to the hot and the muggy.

I’m sure it would be nice if I were feeling hindered by the storms, but when it’s not in the way I always feel like it’s over too quickly.