I love the weather in New England. I love it's unpredictability. I don't like heat and humidity, but I love that it's hot and humid one day, in the summer, in rolls a front, and the next day it's dry as a bone and barely cracking 70. I love that in the winter it's gets below zero and the snow piles up. I love rainy days. I love sunny days. I love it all. Bring it. I'll hike, bike, run, climb in any weather. The weather is the X factor. The unknown. If it's sunny and dry every day, who cares? Where's the wonder of what the day will be like. I love hiking through a maelstrom only to top out on a peak above the clouds with barely a breath of air. I love that my friend who has climbed mountains on multiple continents, at altitude, will maintain to anyone he speaks to that winter in the Whites is the coldest there is. I wear our weather like a badge of honor, it's part of what defines us. It forces you to search for beauty when it's not in front of our face. I love to laugh at those who relegate themselves indoors during the winter instead of embracing it. Bring it.
George Carlin once said, '...if you don't like the weather, move.' And it's as true for me and anyone. If I lived in Florida, the southwest, southern California or any other place that had the same weather day in, day out, I would move.
Today is as rainy and windy as your going to see. Step outside, look at the leaves blowing, the clouds swirling and the birds riding the air. It's all around.
Bring it.