According to my California-bred, long-time Oregon resident brain, when a day looks like this:
the temperature should look something like this:
But here in Texas, you end up happy – even in the middle of September – if it’s cooled down to this:
(Yes, these pictures were taken on the same day, under the same rain cloud.)
It’s still downright bizarre to me, the mix of cloudy and rainy and warm. I also find it rather twisted that in order to have a real, live RAINY DAY in Houston, you have to hope that the most recent tropical storm sits over you for a day or two. (by the way, thank you Hermine – you’re the only thing that has felt remotely like Fall around here)
If you have never lived in SE Texas, then perhaps you don’t know, but there aren’t really what you would call RAINY DAYS here. There are DAYS when it will RAIN, but precious few days when the rain persists and you have a full sunrise-to-sunset day of hot cocoa and pj vibes.
I miss those kinds of days desperately. So, even if it takes a tropical storm to usher one in, I’ll take it. Hermine is long gone, but I’m watching weather.com like a hawk.
Boy, the psychology of weather in Texas is warped!