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Contemplating RAIN


Truly, I don't mind the RAIN.

Sure I love the sun but I don’t mind the rain. In fact, I’m rather fond of it.  When I was a small child, we lived in Belgium for a season. Dad let my sister and I dance on our urban balcony in the rain. I remember the laughter, joy and freedom that washed over us. We were little and stark naked.  Although clothed, I used to take my boys puddle jumping in our neighborhood park that overlooked the ocean. While other parents held their children’s hands tightly, begging them to  avoid the puddles, I was encouraging my boys to run through and jump in them repeatedly. We lived in Seattle, so puddle jumping could be a frequent activity. Although sometimes this was a spontaneous event, other times we’d be well prepared for our rain adventures. Many mornings, my youngest son would with get a sparkle in his eye and let me know in Winnie-the-Pooh fashion “Tut Tut, it looks like rain” We’d venture out with clean towels, a change of clothes and often a picnic to have in the car.