Rain in Boston

While waiting to check my bags with the concierge here at the Seaport Hotel in Boston, I was watching the rain through the lobby windows. I was impressed not so much by how hard it was raining -Utah has hard rains from time-to-time also. I was impressed by how steadily it was coming down. Utah's rain -when it rains hard, tends to come in brief torrents. If it rains for a long time in Utah, it usually 'sprinkles' for hours. This morning in Boston, it was raining hard and steady. I could just sense the rain was going to be around for awhile today.

On the street, people were carrying umbrellas. It reminded my of my early years growing up in Oklahoma (please don't 'Take me Back to Tulsa...'). Growing up, I can remember rainy days that lasted through the week; thunderstorms that rumbled and grumbled all through the night. Storms just don't do well in Utah. Like fish out of water (curious metaphor), Utah storms don't seem to know what they are supposed to be doing in the strange desert environment. It was good to once again see rain that was in it's element.