Rain. Rain. More rain. This was not the homecoming I had in mind. Back in Southern California, we could go a respectable five months out of the year without rainfall, but here in the Northeast, not a single day was passing without an inconvenient deluge. I couldn’t get away from it. Neither could the animals. I witnessed a bear doing the dog-paddle across Whitney Point Reservoir in a rainstorm, and I felt similarly out of place amid so much precipitation.