Where we live is pitifully devoid of weather. Unless you count inch upon inch of snow we can expect to trudge through ridiculously soon.
It is always sunny. It is always clear.
Don't get me wrong, it's beautiful, but since variety is the spice of life, things can get pretty bland around here.
So when it thundered and a few raindrops fell two days in a row this week, well that was call for a full dress performance of Little Boy Loves a Puddle.