If you were brave, I said to myself, you would stop to take a picture of this.
I admitted I was not. I was slogging through leaf-infested water puddles and being blown by the wind. It was quite delightful.


If you were brave, I said to myself, you would stop to take a picture of this.
I admitted I was not. I was slogging through leaf-infested water puddles and being blown by the wind. It was quite delightful.












After getting caught in a deluge just outside the reach of scaffolding, I had a chance to rethink my attitude towards rain.
I don’t want to undermine the effects of weather events that ruin communities, take lives, and devastate an entire region like Puerto Rico or Louisiana.
It’s just that on many occasions we let an ordinary rain ruin our mood. We let it drive us indoors when we’d rather be out.

It’s true that so often on those sultry days, it does nothing to relieve the heat.
Today it cooled the temperatures so they matched the feel of the steely skies.