It rained cows and elephants this past Saturday. It rained so hard that upon slipping off my shoes, I was horrified to see that my heels (not the shoe heels, but my physical heels) had turned green! It was unbelievable. Umbrellas were in vain–the crazy wind was driving the rain into the umbrella. I was completely soaked. Despite my car getting one of the best washes of her little life, Tropical Hanna was in no mood for games for Saturday. Everyone was equally reminded, I’m sure, that the weather can be mind-blowing.
At the end of the day, after all of that rain, the sun was softly shining and the atmosphere was beaming. Uncommonly beautiful. Sigh. It’s the never-ending cycle. My appreciation for rain will come one day, I tell you, completely under duress and completely as a result of moments like that: when the atmosphere, post-rain, looks like a jewel.
That was Saturday.