It appears to rain in Pennsylvania about twice per week. Sometimes it's a mist that reminds me of Portland or Seattle. Sometimes it's a gully-washer reminiscent of my childhood in GA and AL. But we've been reminded - FREQUENTLY reminded - that there's a reason there are so many trees, plants, grass and moss here, and nary a sage or tumbleweed in sight. Heck, we even have moss as ground-cover for part of our yard. Makes finding dog droppings easier when it's time to clean up, but doesn't hold up well under their toenails.
Car windows fog up on the outside from the humidity, not on the inside from respiration like in Idaho. Glasses holding cold beverages sport beads of condensation (that of course seek out the least convenient spot, like a necktie, when raised.)
Upside is, no dry-air related nosebleeds or cracking skin here (Tina likes that part.) And the humidity brings out the natural curl in our hair! Seriously, my hair is curly - ALL FIVE of them!

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