I Love Umbrellas
Around the age of 6, I loved walking with umbrellas... playing with them and even drawing them. Maybe it was the Morton Salt Girl that inspired me.
Rainy Days in Houston
We've been having a rainy week. This morning instead of going for a run, I grabbed an umbrella and headed for Pecan Park. The rain had stopped by the time I got there, but I walked with my umbrella anyway. That would have made total sense to me, at age 6.
I thought I would be alone in the park on a rainy day, but many dog walkers suddenly appeared and probably thought I was nuts when they spotted me wading through puddles. But I just hid under my umbrella and felt very brave.
I'm pretty glad I spotted no mud, or I might have been tempted to make pies. However I did pause to help a worm, struggling in a sidewalk puddle.
By the time I got home, my legs were splattered with wet grass and dotted with a few mosquito bites. Sometimes you have to pay, for 6-year-old-celebration!