The brightly colored leaves dripping with rain were positively dazzling when the sun shone on them, and their cheerfulness appeared at odds with the dark, boiling storm clouds in the background.
Later in the afternoon, those formerly cottony clouds coalesced into a flat, leaden ceiling. Raindrops tick-ticked sharply against the skylight above my desk, gradually increasing in frequency and volume to a singular loud hiss. The wind whipped up as thunder grumbled and brilliant lightning crackled through the atmosphere. Yes... springtime has undeniably arrived in the Pacific Northwest.