In Oregon, it rains most of the year. People don’t wait it out. You put on a jacket, pull up the hood, and head out. No one bothers with an umbrella. Life keeps moving. Over time, the rain teaches you how to think. Gray days stop feeling like a problem to solve. Rain means full lakes and rivers, and snow building up in the mountains. You learn to hold a longer view, to trust that what feels inconvenient now is supporting something essential later. When the mountain is an hour

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