Weather here is weird. Sometimes it's totally rainy, like this morning, and it reminds me of West Cork, Ireland. I even get little flashbacks of the tea at Field's in Skibbereen. Then suddenly it turns sort of vaguely overcast and not as rainy. And you go out and voila! A brilliant burst of sun smiles down on you and you're reminded that the world is actually a beautiful place. I love sun. The whole whipping wind that we experienced in Ireland, that was pretty hard core. I remember going kayaking in slashing rain and crazy wind. People were really into it, though. Full moon recently. That explained a lot of things.