phone case: c/o with lavender & lace
Today, Robbie got home from Seattle -- and just a couple hours after I snatched him up from the airport...a rainstorm arrived! It was (truly) magical. Robbie and rain! My two favorite things! And I know rain isn't something that too many people get this excited about...but Denver is a rather dry, dry place most of the time.
And so we went on a drive in our rental car (my poor Subaru was smashed when a construction company dropped a big piece of equipment on her front end last week -- while she was just parked nonchalantly on the street last week). And let me say, driving a car -- ANY car -- from 2013 (ok, like any car made after the early 90s, actually) is. ridiculous.
(About this car. There are the things that are actually insane, like: It turns off and on with a BUTTON. There is a touch screen and it lets me play Jenny Lewis. And then there are the things that are probably expected in vehicles these days, but that still feel like magic tricks to me: IT HAS A REMOTE THAT LOCKS AND UNLOCKS THE CAR. Cup-holders! Automatic windows! It is a car or a spaceship? It eludes me.)
Oh, but the rain! It was so good, the way it plopped on the windows when the car was still at stoplights, and pooled into puddles for us to whoosh through on smooth tires. And then there was the way it makes everything -- and everybody -- glow, which feels odd, because it is by definition not a glowing thing, but an overcast-and-bearing, quieting thing. But it does it. And rain is full of all sorts of wonderful contradictions, just like the best people. And that is just another reason why I love the rain.