It’s hanging on for dear life.
I’m not complaining about the rain.
Yes, it’s been raining nonstop over the holidays and we’ve had flash flood warning alerts on our smartphones all week. And it’s a real pain to walk the dogs in torrential downpours, but today made me think about it differently. Since the rain seems intent on staying with us, the possibility of adapting to it seemed like a wise choice.
And I think that’s just what happened on this morning’s walk with my dogs. Now, normally, I’m not so keen about cold drops of water smacking me in my face, but as I turned the corner and walked into the wind, the sensation of each drop actually began to feel quite lovely. It’s hardly cold outside. Getting my face sprayed my face with water droplets felt exhilarating. Way better than I thought.
It was when I turned another corner and lost the wind that I realized I wanted it back.
But the dogs were not as enthusiastic as me. I had to get them home. So I dropped them off, turned around, and gleefully charged outside and into my first puddle.
I highly recommend it.
Join the puddle revolution with me!
Happy New Year, everyone.
I hope you jump in a puddle when you see one. 🙂