While many may see only doom and gloom in sky weather, I see nothing but opportunity. There are a few of us out there in this wide world of blue sky lovers who need the comfort of the clouds. We need to be wrapped up snuggly like in somber quiet of dreary heavens. Call us weird, call us odd, even call us pessimistic or cynical, but there are a few of us who get it.
As some of you know, I live in Idaho. My little chunk of the world isn't known for it's rainfall. A fact I just can't seem to grasp, as I'm in constant hope for a downpour. However, when I see the clouds roll in, I can't help but smile at nature's little condolence gift. It's like she says: "I can't make it rain today, but I can make it feel like it..." We seem to have an understanding.
So, there it is. Not only are gloomy days a beauty to behold, but there's a beauty in the feeling. Gray skies are a way of life. A lovely way of life.
