Note from 2024-07-22
What a lovely sensation it can be when one stands in the rain under an umbrella. The wonderful pitter-patter the rain makes against the unfurled canopy I have procured and deployed. The way the water glides across the surface, drops combining throughout their traversal, until they reach the end of the line and fall to the ground where they intended to go. The late July rain continuously raps and taps against my Regenschirm, yet I remain resolute and mostly unsodden.