I didn't appreciate the sun enough in California. I was aware that the balmy weather was nicer than other places I'd lived, and I tried to take advantage of it. But I think now that you can never fully appreciate something until you've had to be without it. This cliche can go hand in hand with another in reference to the lack of sunshine in Washington: its always darkest before the dawn.
The sun didn't shine for over two weeks. It was bone chillingly cold and wet and windy. every day brought more clouds and rain or snow. I'd vowed not to let the Washington weather affect my mood when we moved here, but Reid and I were almost at the breaking point, snuggling together for warmth to avoid a catastrophic electric bill and dreadfully pale.
The this morning I awoke to birds singing and sun in the sky. And not just a few minutes of sunshine before the clouds took over again, but not-a-cloud-in0the-sky SUNSHINE! Needless to say, Reid and I immediately stripped off our clothes and laid sprawled out on our lawn, soaking up every ounce possible. We laughed at the kitties frolicking in the grass, Hope rolling back and forth, back and forth, and Pippin jumping high into the air trying to catch bugs.
Our spirits are revived. Spring is on its way. I love sunshine.
