What to write about when all I want to do is listen to the rain?

Weather, of course.

I am troubled by the 6 feet of snow in Buffalo, New York....and it's only November. Some of the pictures are just plain distressing: Snow so deep that it's completely blocking doorways. Snow so heavy that it's breaking down doors and crashing into houses. I hope everyone stocked up on food and propane tanks when they heard that heavy weather was coming.

And here, we are getting about half an inch of rain and are terribly relieved. It is delightful and everything smells wonderful--green and leafy and piney. It won't do anything to end the drought, but try telling some people that. Already I've heard people say that they've put away their catch buckets and replaced their low-flow shower heads with regular heads. Really? This is barely enough rain to wet the ground. It isn't going to fill any reservoirs. But it may set the stage for some reservoir-filling later this winter.

I do tend to speak pessimistically even when I'm happy to prevent getting too excited about events such as rain storms that are likely to end disappointingly. This makes me a dreary conversationalist at times.

However: I am completely loving the rain!!

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I sort of feel like this isn't a real post. More of a date with my keyboard. The weather? Seriously? But I warned you several posts ago that when I talk about weather, it's because I really want to talk about weather.

Now, though, what I want to do is stop talking about anything and proceed to sleeping. Good night.