January was Portland's rainiest month in more than two years. Over 5½ inches. We needed a good soak. Moss has returned to concrete steps, crannies, and rooftops… The general disposition of ferns has improved considerably… There are perpetual puddles (some that are nearly small ponds) on sidewalks and at street corners everywhere… Dog's won't leave the house without raincoats on.
It's all so wonderfully Pacific Northwest.
The sky was also blanketed in grey. A tiny momentary bit of blue is cause for celebration. Or deflation - If you missed it. Daylight is short, yet days feel impossibly long.
So far, February has brought a bit more sun. But only a bit.
Daydreaming about sunny days on the coast is my new favorite pastime.