I live on top of a mountain and I am surrounded by valleys on both sides.
Most of the time, we are above the storms and the clouds.
We see lots of gray clouds roll by, but we hardly ever get much rain. This weekend was a rare occasion when we had more rain than we needed. It rained all day on Friday. We had five inches of rain and the ground was saturated with water. Things were going to clear up on Saturday, but the storm just sat in the mountain and didn’t move. It rained most of the day on Saturday and the temperature kept dropping all day until it was close to freezing. I thought we might get an early snowfall, but the temperature stayed just above freezing. I had to start a fire on Saturday night to fight off some of the cold draft. I didn’t want to turn on the furnace, because I knew the storm would pass. I didn’t want to waste fuel to run the furnace for two days, so I started a fire in the fireplace. I brought a huge stack of logs in from the garage and I made a roaring fire. After three or four hours, 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 didn’t mind taking the opportunity to enjoy a few nights of reading by the fireplace with a nice cup of cocoa in my hand.