It rains a lot, here.

When I was in middle school, I think, I read a short story. It was about a colony on Venus, where it rained constantly in seven-year cycles. Every seven years the rain would stop and the sun would come out for about an hour, after which it would begin raining again.

(a quick foray into Google tells me the story was "All Summer in a Day" by Ray Bradbury.)

The focus of the story is a class of young schoolchildren; Margot and her family moved to Venus from Earth and she remembers sunshine. She gets bullied by the class a lot, and on the day when everyone is waiting in the classroom for the rain to finally stop, the class is messing with Margot and she gets locked in the closet. The teacher comes to lead the class outside, and the sun comes out, and they spend the hour running around and playing and generally loving life and having a great time. Then the clouds come back, and the first raindrops fall, and they all get shepherded back inside--where someone finally remembers Margot, and they quickly and ashamedly free her from the closet, where she spent the entire hour and never got to see the sun.

Anyway, sometimes I'm reminded of that story.