I will find any excuse to wear rain boots and walk in puddles. From my perspective San Diego only gets about 5 rainy days a year (not nearly enough if you ask me). Yet I own 2 pairs of rain boots and about 10 different umbrellas. Mostly because we have found ourselves somewhere other than San Diego when it’s raining and havent thought to bring an umbrella. Each of our umbrellas is different and reminds me of whatever trip we were on where we had to purchase it. My yellow umbrella reminds me of our october Nebraska road trip. My favorite striped umbrella always makes me think of Paris. I purchased it at a little corner market when it began to pour one afternoon.
I was thoroughly excited on Tuesday when the weather man forecasted rain all day. The sky got dark and stormy but no rain really came until late afternoon. At 4:30 it started coming down and I ran into our closet for my rain boots all the while yelling for Brett to put his shoes on so we could venture out. By the time we made it the 5 minute drive into Down Town La Jolla the rain was more of a light mist. But the air had that wonderful smell after fresh rain and we still strolled arm in arm down the wet sidewalks. This time of year the white flowers on the Oriental Pear Trees around town are in full bloom. We had to stop to enjoy their beauty and watch the wind steal petals and blow them playfully.