Nunca llueve en Seattle
Jamais.
Maybe if I keep repeating it to myself, it will be true.
Δεν βρέχει ποτέ στο Σιάτλ.
Non piove mai a Seattle.
Es regnet nie in Seattle.
I seem to be fixated on the weather. I was having such a lovely time hiking this summer, and now no more. I only got one good mountain-lake swim. . .
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nice pictures
Thanks, Crasy. I'll assume you mean the ones further down my page... (-:
Yea, I didnt think you would notice my comment if I left it way down there. The one of Klapatche Park, Washington is beautiful.
All comments get forwarded to my email, so I see them no matter where they're posted. Thanks for being considerate, though.
You're bummed about the weather? [wheee!!! autumn's here!] Oh, you poor baby. [winter's coming, winter's coming, winter's coming!] I feel so bad for you. [it's raining, and windy, and cloudy, and cool, and occasionally hailing!] I'm sorry. [finally summer is over!]
Seriously, dude, I know you like to hike and all, but doesn't this kind of weather just make you feel alive? Hot sunny weather just makes me feel dead inside. I feel like I'm finally waking up! Hooray for fall!!! :) :) :)
No really. Gray skies are dreary. I enjoy not having to wear sunscreen, but that's about it.
Storms are cool. I stood on my balcony last night watching the clouds fly past. But sunny days make me happier.
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