Don't know why.
Dad was that way too. We'd both head out to whichever side of the house was the lee, he'd smoke a cigarette and we'd both just silently watch the weather.

It's still raining outside, but a little bit ago it was just pouring down.
So I grabbed up the cat and took him out on the porch with me to watch it all come down, and inch up over the porch.

Never once smoked a cigarette.

What do y'all do?