I didn’t get a picture today: on our way back from the walk, the skies opened up.
Our ten-year old was on his bike, riding along slowly and grumpily as we walked. The trip back suddenly became a fun experience, getting wet as it was getting dark.
Walking in the rain was a trip back on memory lane too. Two decades or so ago when we were dating, come sunshine or rain, my wife and I would meet every day. On the days it rained, which was quite often given the weather there, we’d get drenched – and would come up with creative excuses for her when she got home.
Also reminded me of this wonderful tune that I’ve shared a couple of times before: Pt’s Shiv Kumar Sharma & Hariprasad Chaurasia Walking in the Rain.