“Aaahh is it raining again? My new shoes are gonna be ruined. My hair will be messy. Don’t even get me started on the pristine cream carpets in my car.” Yes, adulthood sucks in some ways.
There was a time when the sound of rain inspired the urge to run out and play. I have some beautiful memories of when my girls would come over and we would run up to the terrace just to dance in the rain in our pajamas. And then we grew up and life caught up and rain became ‘bad weather’. I still love rainy days but I have a different approach than when I was little. Continue reading “Camo day”