Last summer, I jumped in the car after watching a midnight showing of a movie and went to visit Northern California and Oregon. The beauty of that green region overwhelmed me. For months I dreamed of moving. This spring Oregon's weather moved to me. I am sitting by my window, watching the rain water my flowerbeds. I have yet to turn on my sprinklers and I mowed yesterday quickly as a storm rolled in. Today I am grateful for the gray skies and green grass.