I experienced the same thing when I moved to southeastern Ohio. I was used to rain coming in different kinds: mist, drizzle, soft rain, hard rain, downpour that

I experienced the same thing when I moved to southeastern Ohio. I was used to rain coming in different kinds: mist, drizzle, soft rain, hard rain, downpour that would flood the street in half an hour, thunderstorms that made it dark at noon, wind-driven stinging rain, rain that would come and go every ten minutes, rain on a sunny day when you could look up and wonder where it was coming from. Southeastern Ohio had only one kind of rain. It was consistent, sustained, medium-soft rain. Enough that you couldn't ignore it, enough that you'd get wet without an umbrella. Just that much, never more, never less. Maddening. It was like God left his laziest angel in charge of the weather, and he was sitting in a control room flicking a switch between "gray clouds with rain" and "gray clouds without rain" just often enough not to get fired.