Kurt R.A. Giambastiani

On September 1, Seattle breathed a collective sigh of relief.

After weeks of dry, sun-sopped, over-warm weather, we awoke to grey skies, moist air, cool winds, and the hiss of rain.

It’s back! The rain is back!

Visitors and recent transplants grumble and curse, but for most natives and for almost all who, like me, came here a long time ago and chose to stay, it is a needed balm for our sunburnt souls.

Seattle’s rep as Rain City is well-known. In inches, we don’t get the most — not by a long shot — but we get a little bit quite often. Showers. Drizzle. Fog. Mist. We’ll have them for days at a time, days where the sun’s strength is shrouded by an armada of battleship grey clouds, days when the puddles never fully dry up.

And we don’t mind a bit.

Do not hide from rain.
Stand tall. Receive weather’s kiss.
Drink it in. Enjoy.

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