41 Weather

 The city of Boston awoke this morning under a sky that wept. It was a day delivered not with a gentle kiss of dawn, but with the steady, insistent rhythm of heavy rain . The weather forecast had painted this picture: a day where the atmospheric moisture would dominate, where the skies would be dark and heavy, and where precipitation would be the defining feature. This is the beginning of Boston's weather story on this fifteenth of May, a narrative unfolding not in sunshine and clear skies, but in shades of grey and the persistent drumming of raindrops against windowpanes and cobblestones. From the earliest hours, the sound of the rain was a constant presence. It wasn't a timid drizzle, but a substantial, purposeful descent of water from the clouds overhead. The weather conditions were undeniably wet, transforming the familiar streets of Boston into slick, reflective surfaces. Umbrellas bloomed like sudden, colourful mushrooms, and the rhythm of footsteps quickened as pe...