Rain King

I love gray, rainy days in the winter in California. As I sat watching the weather on the news this morning, I realized that we are already halfway through January, February is always a short month, and once March goes by we will be in Spring. I run the risk of being ostracized by those of you hungry for the sun and warmth for what I am about to say...I am not ready for the spring yet. (Gasp!) We have had nowhere near the amount of rain we usually have by this point, and a rainy California winter is what I am hungry for. I love having the fire going, something warm to eat cooking on the stove, a cup of tea, and a good book. I also love putting on my headphones and immersing myself in music that is suited for a gray, wet day, such as the Counting Crows (poor Adam Duritz just can't sing a happy summer song and make you believe that he feels it.) By the middle of March, when the sun starts to tease us with warm temperatures and then retreats for our final cold snap, I will probably be longing for short sleeves and flip flops. But, for now, I am reveling in the falling rain.