Weather in Boulder is now Light Snow, 32 degrees. It is night, so perhaps this is acceptable. Perhaps.
I don’t mind rain, it is film noir-ish, or, even better, reminds me of the Ursula K. LeGuin tv movie “The Lathe of Heaven”, in which future-London was depicted as always being dreary and rainy. Come to think of it, was it London or did my child-mind simply assume that because it aired on PBS, it was British? Come to think of it everyone had American accents. Ok, Wikipedia says it is set in Portland, Oregon. I did indeed assume.
I had a strange wave of emotion Sunday afternoon. I was walking across a parking lot and I suddenly felt like I was going to tear up. Not tear as in rip, but tear as in water — we really need to make two words out of that, imo.) I couldn’t tell if it was allergies or emotion, though it felt like emotion. But I don’t know why.