If you don't live in Seattle, you probably know that it rains here. But don't believe what you see in the movies. It movies set in Seattle (except for that World's Fair movie with Elvis Presley) it rains sideways and the windows rattle with thunder and lightening splits the skies.
We moved here in June of 1972 and were surprised and pleased with the weather. We expected rain because the rumors of excessive wetness had preceded our move. Even Bill Cosby did a bit about it, citing the fact that natives saw the sun so rarely and were so frightened of it that they made offerings and sacrificed animals when it came out, crying "Is our city bad?"
But we'd moved from Illinois where the same amount of rain that Seattle gets in a month could drop in about two hours. Now there were some serious rainstorms: towering, dangerous-looking clouds, gray-green skies, anxious moments crouched in the southwest corner of the basement ...
But anyway, the summer of '72 was great in Seattle, and then the lid cloud came down and covered everything from the Cascade Mountains west, and it dripped, dripped, dripped until ... oh ... until around the 5th of July, which is usually the first guaranteed nice day of summer.
But anyway, back to the lightening and thunder. Thirty years ago, it rarely thundered here. Now it seems to be a regular occurance. It's been rumbling all evening.
Or is that my husband ...
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