I love the rain. I want the feeling of it on my face.
~ Katherine Mansfield
I love the feeling of concrete in the morning. There's nothing I like more than to grab breakfast and head out on a walk around the city, any city. As long as it's walkable with interesting buildings and people going about their business, I'm in heaven. Snap, snap, I would never think to mute my camera. The click makes it real.
I don't care about the weather. Sunny is good but rain is a treat. Locals always apologize if the weather's bad, especially when I say I'm from LA. But I say it's not a problem for me. I'm on vacation, I'm here to experience anything that's different than home. And it doesn't rain in LA, at least not a lot the last few winters.
I brought my black multi-colored striped umbrella purchased on Granville Island in Vancouver at the Umbrella Shop. It's medium size. Doesn't fit in my purse. But I don't care. I didn't bring the ugly beige one that was all that was left at the market at home which was bought for a previous trip to a rainy clime. Like I said, an umbrella shop in LA is beyond a joke where as the Vancouver shop had florals and stripes and solids and all sizes and colors and fabrics. It was hard to choose.
I'm going to use my pretty umbrella tomorrow and I'm really excited. It's supposed to rain the next few days. Must find a coffee shop to read and write in. Perhaps the Seattle Art Museum will have a cafe. Make my day.