I woke up to rain this morning. Since I grew up in Los Angeles where the sky is clear most of the time and rain an infrequent thing, it’s fun watching, or listening to the rain.
Especially at night, watching it spill over the street in the halos of the street lights. I sat at the widow seat as we flew over thunderclouds and watched the lightning flash below (flying through thunderclouds…not so much).
Still I had business at hand, so it was off to the farmer’s market for fruit and vegetables. It was raining enough that I had to be careful not to have water dumped down my back at the edges of the tents the vendors set up.