A rainy Sukkot, how droll.  Since I don’t have a sukkah, it doesn’t affect me, but it has always struck me how unsuited a symbolic desert wilderness hut was to the northeastern US climate in fall.  Here in the midwest, it’s still warm, but invariably in the NE it would become cold and rainy on Sukkot, just as you were considering the tradition of eating and sleeping under the stars.  Haha!  I’m just glad I still have a roof over my head, and festive things to eat and drink.  Also, plants are finally getting watered out there, so I’m good.  L’chaim, to next year in a sukkah in the Smokies.