The summer stroller finds much to appreciate in an occasional rainy day. Along moisture-blackened creek bridges and past the errant sprig of sagging bamboo, today’s amble left me with wet hair and soggy shoes but other than that none the worse for the wear.

Today’s rain is slight, slender, sparse enough to walk through. When the
trail is canopied, as mine was, you can slip through the drips and
drops as if sidestepping them.

I passed people weeding, walking and running in the rain. The wet day didn’t bother them either.