Mother Nature likes to keep us on our toes in the Northwest. How else to explain a week in which we had one day of sunny, shorts-wearing weather; a day of rain; several days of cloudy skies with occasional "sun break" and now snow?
By the way, "sun break" is an actual term here. It means exactly how it sounds: The sun shows up and plays peekaboo with us. Then the sun gets bored and finds other things to do and tells us to go play quietly by ourselves.
Despite the unpredictability, I don't mind the weather here. I enjoy variety and and I'm too lazy to put away seasonal clothes anyway, so I'm always prepared.