When people ask, “But doesn’t it rain a lot in Victoria?”, I usually reply, “It rains a lot but there isn’t much rain. Vancouver is where it rains a lot and there is lots of rain.” A case in point: this morning when I rode off on bike to the Deli it was raining. The newspaper had predicted rain and the radio confirmed it. But I only saw one person with an opened umbrella. The rain this morning was more mist. At times it can be real rain that leaves actual drops but this comes in bursts and if one must, one walks under building overhangs during such ‘downpours’ or goes into a store. Or trots more quickly. And it wasn’t cold this morning so I sat quite comfortably on the Deli patio having my tea and knitting. Albeit misted. At the moment the ‘rain’ has stopped and the sun is having a serious discussion with the clouds about edging through – ah! – there it has done it. Enough to cast shadows. Now clouds have shouldered. Now sun. Wearable, watchable weather. Vermont is the only other place I have felt it so in evidence. Possibly Belize.