As I sit here looking out of my office window at the gloom and rain, my first thought is "What great ghost hunting weather!" Someday I will go on that ghost hunting safari . . . Really. I will. I want that experience. But this weather also makes me want to be home . . . to be in front of the fireplace . . . or in the kitchen baking . . . or at least eating the baked goods that someone else is baking. The gloomy skies also make me want to curl up with a good book and shut the rest of the world out as I plunge into the adventure that awaits within its pages.
The weather has such a huge impact on my feelings and psyche. Probably yours too. I don't think I could live in Alaska. Although it is gorgeous (I watch Alaska State Troopers, so I know this to be true) and I would love to visit someday, I would not want to live there. Where the skies are gloomy and dark most of the time. Where there's nothing to do but go crazy. And kill things. Well, that's probably not true, but I think I would at least get a severe case of cabin fever. And I think I might doubt that the sun would shine again. I would much rather live in a place like Washington, which is kind of close to Alaska, but has a big country in between - and I don't think we can see Russia - not even from the Space Needle. Here in Washington I am certain that the sun will shine again. And that winter is in its proper place in the cycle of seasons. Spring will come. And it will be glorious. Of that I am sure. And because of that certainty, I can enjoy the winter, because I know it will only last its allotted time.
Flowers will bloom again. The gray and gloom of winter will be replaced by vibrant, beautiful colors. Yes, spring will come again, at its proper time. And I look forward to that. Because the blue skies and colors of spring make me want to smile. Yes, definitely smile.
But, in the meantime, I would really like to be home watching the rain from the comfort of my living room.