
Can you spot my neighbour's house... I can't. Still, it's really pretty. I keep walking past trying to find the front door. All the windows facing our house are completely covered so I guess privacy isn't an issue.

This is our front door. I took this picture to prove a point. Take a good look at the sky...
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This is an exact recreation of a conversation Jon and I had on Thurday:
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Jon: It's supposed to be rainy this weekend.
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Cara: Oh good! That's nice.
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Jon: Really? Why?
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Cara: Well it's just so sunny here all the time... It's depressing!
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Jon: *looks at wife like she's crazy* Uh.. ok...
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Cara: *realizes what she's just said... thinks about retracting the statement... decides that she actually meant it and sticks by her feelings... is proud to be a Quebecer who is never happy with the weather, no matter how nice it may be*
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So, yeah... let's just say I miss clouds. It rained yesterday and I sat in the front porch and watched it for an hour with a smile on my face. It was lovely and reminded me of home. :)