Rainy Monday, Shiny Toy Guns

Today was one of those days when I wish it would just rain. Not because it was too hot, but just for memories sake.

The pitter-patter, smell of the wet pavement, the cold feel against my face, and the cleansing effect it has on the world around me.

I loved riding my bike through big puddles and lifting my legs so they didn't get soaked.

I love looking at my reflection in the pools below.

Rain reminds me of the dances at night that were performed in the gutter and around the fire.

In Elementary School, I loved it when it would rain because it meant I could take an umbrella to school and pretend to be Mary Poppins, by jumping off the steps!