It's warm enough to rain. When I took Gertie out before school this morning at 6 am, the fact that it was warm enough to rain made it ok that I was out of my bed and had to go to school and study and do a million things I'd rather not. Because it was warm enough to rain, I didn't have to scrape frost/ice/snow off my windows so I could take the extra 3 minutes and eat breakfast in my apartment instead of my car. Because it was warm enough to rain I got to listen to the steady drizzle outside all day and didn't mind being in with my books. I love warm, even if it's just relative.