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Humility about the weather

It’s a strange thing, the weather in Seattle. One moment is sunny, and the next the sunbreak has left for Oregon and rain deflected by the mountains move in.

It’s often striking to observe what my fellow Seattleite does when confronted with sudden weather changes and weather of that they don’t approve (which is another topic in itself). Many people lament the fact that it is raining, despite being shielded from the elements by being in buildings at work/school, parking garages between work and car, in a closed car while commuting, and a warm home in the evenings. People seem to absolutely abhor stepping outside into the rain. When they do, it’s never at a walking pace.

Putting down the weather always seemed like needless arrogance to me. There’s a reason that everything in this region is so green and living – this wonderful rain that sprinkles down now and again makes sure that Seattle and the surrounding area never go brown. While it may be an inconvenience if you’re trying to stay dry for your skip-level meeting, it is incredibly beneficial for so many animals, plants, and soil.

Besides, it’s so much more fun playing soccer in the rain.

It’s always been my goal to stay humble about the weather – at least we can give Mother Nature the control that she desires.

One Response to “Humility about the weather”

  1. Riley says:

    Seattleites have a generally low tolerance for the weather. If it’s raining, it’s miserable outside. If it’s 85 degrees, it’s too hot. I work at a golf course, and trust me, there is myriad complaints about the weather by our patrons. If it rains, no one plays. If it’s too hot (aka 80 degrees) nobody plays. If the fairways are brown and hard-pan because we’ve had a week without rain, people complain. If the fairways are wet, people complain. Obviously, though, the water cycle and mother nature care very little for complaints.

    I’m with you, though, Alper. I don’t understand why people are so adverse to rain. It’s tough to beat the feeling of being outside in the rain all day, only to later step inside and change into dry clothes. It’s utterly satisfying to lounge around inside during a rain storm just to listen to the regular cadence of raindrops beating against the exterior of the house. When I was over at school in Pullman, where it didn’t rain often, I missed the rain.

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