caspurr: ...I do talk about the weather...
Me too. I speak about the weather... as in, if I don't like it, I change neighborhoods: Summer in San Francisco with down jackets and flip-flops; traversing the campus bundled against the cold winds off the mighty Pacific, then rapidly stripping off clothes as I crest the hill into the 30 degree warmer valley beyond. I've done this with pictures, stories, even pillows and flip-flops.
Sometimes the weather is step-off point for a discourse on mindset: e.g. the novelty of there being residents here who've never been to the City beach because they've "heard" it was always fogged in, while I walk on it, most days, in glorious sunshine - in July, yes I wear the down jacket :) Well, my latest letter out was full of the magnolia trees, which have just burst into bloom, quite a discovery on a chill foggy morning.
I wrote a SGT (& crew) through two deployments where he only wanted a certain tone. He'd email, "write me pretty things" or, "write me what makes you smile" - sure had me in a state of gratitude. He'd respond with "find this song and tell me what you think of it" which I would, at the library, or the demos on Amazon, or the discount store. I learned alot about his musical preferences, and found myself appreciating many details of my day; really enjoyed the sharing. They are expecting to go back out, and oh yes, I sure want to be there if they do.
100s of starfish are beached & will perish if not returned to the sea. A man sees another tossing starfish into the surf & says: won't matter, can’t save ‘em all. The guy just throws another into the tide replying, it made a difference to that one.