Last night, we had a nice steady rain with a window open as we were going to bed. It wasn't one of those pussy Seattle drizzles either, it was actual rain that you could hear and see in an obvious way. It was rather soothing.
I miss thunderstorms. I mean, it doesn't rain much at all in the summer here, and that's good I suppose, but I miss those serious thunderstorms with thunder and lightning, and wind that shakes the house. I miss the big wall clouds that roll overhead, bringing a ten degree drop in temperature. I miss sitting in the hot tub, watching the sky blink from a storm still miles away. I miss the horizontal rain that tortures the windows on one side of the house, while the windows on the other side are open. I miss the way my vinyl siding would squeak in high winds. I miss the huge water flows on both sides of the street.
There are many little trade-offs you make in weather for where you live. I don't think any place has everything.