It’s not simply the arrival of rain, but the transition to a different environment and way of life. The drear has a certain dark beauty; a low-contrast softness. There’s no need to squint or close the blinds. Even the sound of the rain on our house is music to my ears, a lullaby.
Love your beautiful pictures! Makes me miss the PNW!!
Thanks Karey! Hope all is well with you and the family!!