I continue to be amazed by the weather here. The rain is relentless. It's never like the violent thunderstorms we experienced in Texas. It's just constant. Continuous. RAIN.
When it's not raining and the sun peeks through, the days are GLORIOUS. And I think it's the only way people have survived here for centuries. This country is so beautiful and we are reminded of it often. The green hills and trees everywhere. And the blooms on flowers not parched by the hot sun, they're spectacular.
My friends get out in the rain. It's my nature to stay in. I'm not used to going anywhere in the rain. But people here don't let it bother them. It's what they know. They play tennis, rugby, golf, football, cycle, and walk their dogs in the pouring rain. Everyday. Ethan loves the rugby practices in the rain. It makes my laundry more interesting.
There is a saying here that there is no such thing as bad weather, just bad clothes!
I'm learning to accept the rain and am bracing myself for the Scottish Winter!