I've always loved rain in the summer. I learned to tie my shoes one summer under the dining room table, with the sound of thunder and pounding rain just outside the open windows and a scratchy oriental rug underneath. Countless puzzles were completed after an afternoon at the beach was cut short by a sudden downpour. Rain is Mother Nature's way of telling you it's time to get out of the sun and get a little exercise running back to the house.
Rain clears the beach of people and all the paraphernalia they cart with them. It brings the clouds that reflect the light for a glorious sunset.
Today is overcast with a thick layer of fog hugging the Cape. It's a perfect excuse to venture down 6A and visit every church thrift shop in search of vintage Lilly, t-shirts from yacht clubs we don't belong to and anything emblazoned with a lobster. So next time you see rain in the forecast, I hope you perk up at the thought of all of the possibilities.
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