All hail the spring / hail springs eternal

My flatmate F is very reserved and soft-spoken, but whenever there's a storm, heavy rain, or (in the case of the night before last) hail, they run out onto the deck and dance around in circles. I find this incredibly charming.

This was the same unusually cold night that our cat Hopper meowed to be let out the bathroom window like usual, jumped up to hook his front paws over the sill, felt the breeze, and dropped back into the room looking grumpy. "I meant let me out into the good weather, not whatever that is.