I love weather. All of it. Everything has its value.
The song "Rythem of the Rain", from the 60s, is so fabolous. I had it stuck in my head during a fencing lesson with Devin, once. Oh yes, I love to fence. I also love to tech shows, use power tools, and write. I write mostly performance poetry, but I dabble around in scripts and short fiction. I am on a colour/winterguard team, where I spend too much time. I volunteer, and also spend too much time on that. I love learning and experiencing more than almost anything. Humans are creatures of rhythm and music is a pulse, so my head is a loop of melodies.
I'm lezzy and have been since I was born, even though I didn't figure it out until a few years ago, and I'm out to almost everyone I know.
I'm also Wiccan but athiest, with strong Native American influences. I'm vegetarian.
Back to weather- I love it. I also love nature. I love being surrounded by it. I love the smell of dirt, of wet, of cold (yes, cold has a smell), of decay even. Death is a part of life, and life is beauty. Therefore, death is part of beauty. Life is a circle, it never really ends. We are all interconnected. This may sound typical of a hippie, but I was raised by a hippie listening to hippie music with liberal hippie values. I used to spell "hippie" with two "e"s at the end. Go me!