But there is nothing more real, more natural than the weather. It is the condition of the Earth, it is our environment.
Living on a boat, you are much more aware of it.
But when the wind is from the South, typically it brings the foul weather - storms, rain, snow.
Winds from the East or West are abberations, and rarely occur.
And on the dock, Eolian faces North. We only get to tie her on one side, which means that wind out of the North, East, or South will have her squeezing her fenders against the dock, typically in a rhythmic fashion, since the wind always brings waves too. When the wind is strong the mast, tho bare, comes into play, tossing back and forth, rocking the boat, and adding its own sounds.
You are always aware of the wind; you know when it is blowing, how strongly it is blowing, and from which direction it is blowing.
If it brings rain, you know that too - that deck above your head is a drum - anything above a fine mist makes enough noise to be heard. (And even mist collects on the rigging, making fat drops that fall intermittently to the deck.)
Surprisingly, even snow can be heard - it sounds kind of like sizzling.
It comes down to a preposition. Tho we are just as comfortable as our land-locked neighbors, living on a boat is living in the weather, while living in a house is living away from the weather.
Just like there is something indescribable that calls people to the seashore, that provides comfort and solace when sitting before a fire, being in the weather (but protected from it) just feels inexplicably right.
I like it.