It’s not really something I notice unless somebody brings up the subject.  

The sun.

During the winter months, the sun doesn’t like to visit Seattle much.  Or, at all.  

We had friends from Denver visiting last weekend and they commented on the lack of sun.  And I realized, I hadn’t thought about the sun until that moment.  I guess its something you just get used to when you live somewhere for long enough.

Like dealing with the chilly wind in Chicago.  The humidity of the South.  The dryness of Albuquerque.  Or the daily presence of the sun in Denver.  

I haven’t seen the sun since we were in Idaho for Christmas.  And yet, I don’t miss it.  I don’t notice its absence.  I welcome the grey skies, daily drizzle, and mild winter weather temps with a smile.

While some might find it hard to deal with not seeing the sun for so long, I’ve come to embrace it.  The cloudy skies create a unique beauty that brings out the vivid colors of the city against its grey background.  I love grey.  If you choose to classify it as a color, then its my favorite.  

Sure, I’ll soak up the sun when it makes its appearance.  But I won’t miss it while its gone.