Now I Remember Why I Live Here

With the sun out and an afternoon breeze blowing through my house, I finally begin to remember why I live in Washington. When the weather is nice, I think this may be one of the most beautiful places on the planet. Of course, being in such a green place should only be expected with rain nine months a year. But when it's nice, it's really nice. I can't wait for the warm weather events like kayaking in the Sound, baseball at Safeco, walks into downtown Tacoma and up in Seattle. Maybe even some work around the house with some music and cold beers. Finally, spring is here.