How droll, I’m going to talk about our soggy weather.
If you’re visiting from outside of Seattle, all you need to know is that it always rains here. Nothing else worth reading. No really, this blog post is super boring.
Seattleites, shh, gather ’round.
We are so lucky. I want to go dance in the Seattle Center fountain!
While the rest of the country has been dealing with hurricanes, heat waves, tropical storms, earthquakes and rain, rain rain this summer, we’ve had a gorgeous time of it lately.
Temperatures in the 70s and 80s, not a cloud in the sky, for days. What did we do right?
According to our famous local weather expert, Cliff Mass, Seattle is one of the driest parts of the country in mid-summer. It’s even drier here than in Arizona!
When I first visited Seattle in August 2006, during SeaFair weekend, nearly everyone told me how lucky I was to be visiting during “the only sunny week of the year.”
This collective joke that you’ve foisted upon visitors is absolutely hilarious.
Since becoming a Seattleite myself — I’m one of Pemco’s confused East Coast transplants — I’ve also been doing my part.
No matter what week someone visits, if it is sunny, I will tell them how lucky they were to visit this particular week.
My husband just did it moments ago to some friends who are in town from Ireland.
“You are lucky. You’re here during the one sunny week of the year.”
“Everyone keeps telling us that!”
If everyone says it, it must be true.
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Why the passage of time confounds us
A Seattle transplant reminisces about swimming pools
Happy Solstice! (Learn a new word, and thoughts on relativity)
Thoughts on suburban life, from an urbanite
How covering Starbucks turned me onto coffee
Seattle P-I: A well run business it wasn’t
Totally scooped: One year post-P-I shocker
P-I employees were silent, some of them shed tears
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