I live on top of a mountain and I am surrounded by valleys on both sides.
Most of the time, every one of us are above the storms and the clouds.
The people I was with and I see lots of gray clouds roll by, but every one of us hardly ever get much rain. This weekend was a rare choice when every one of us had more rain than every one of us needed. It rained all day on Monday. The people I was with and I had more than four inches of rain and the ground was saturated with water. Things were going to clear up on Monday, but the storm just sat in the mountain and didn’t move. It rained most of the day on Monday and the temperature kept dropping all day until it was close to cold. I thought every one of us might get an early snowfall, but the temperature stayed just above cold. I had to beginning a fire on Monday night to argument off some of the cold draft. I did not want to turn on the heating system, because I knew the storm would pass. I did not want to waste fuel to run the heating system for two days, so I started a fire in the fireplace. I brought a immense stack of logs in from the garage and I made a roaring fire. After multiple or multiple minutes, the cold draft was gone and the smell of burning wood was the only thing left. I love that smell and it is the biggest reason why I love the fireplace so much. I did not mind taking the choice to care about a few days of studying by the fireplace with a nice cup of cocoa in my hand.