Normally I’d welcome the return of rain with a little melancholy. It means the short Seattle summer is over and we’re heading toward the dark and wet of autumn and winter. But after a week (more?) of the thickest smoke, the rain also meant a cleansing of the air and a refreshing of the parched land. What a difference it makes!
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