“- You laugh when your Eastern friend think you’re crazy for loving those rare and wonderful cloudy/rainy days.”
What about those dark dust storm days? I lived in the Valley of the Sun when Scottsdale still had dirt streets and hitching posts. No air in the cars and only swamp coolers for the house. Too many people in the Valley now. So it was wagons east for me when I retired. Rural Virginny is pretty nice.