"It's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard rain....a gonna' fall!"

Bob Dylan

Yesterday I wanted to take a walk around Rotary Park with

Don.

He had to wait for me to get ready.

By the time I had my walking shoes on Don said

as he looked out the window:

"It's looking overcast"

and

I said:

"We can cancel"

He said:

"No. We are going to walk."

 

He took my hand and we went.

It was cold and a little dark for 1:30 PM

and

there was a light drizzle...not too bad.

We were both wearing big wide brimmed staw hats!

It felt good to hold his hand.

I know in India it is offensive for a man and woman

to hold hands....but he not only held my hand

he also put his arm around me as we walked

as I didn't have a jacket on

and

being close to him....I felt warm. Very nice!

 

Mostly we were silent walking briskly around the

jogging path. It took about 10 minutes (half mile).

and then

after leaving the park crossing Tropical Trail,

Don looked up at the sky and said:

"See those dark clouds up there. They are pretty

low in the sky."

I said:

"What do you mean? It's raining over there?"

He said:

"Yup and it's heading towards us."

I said:

"Really?"

We walked a little faster.

Now inside our house, I looked out the back door

and saw the rain.

Excitedly I called him to look.

First it was just regular rain kind of a medium burst

and in a few seconds...full on downpour, followed by

a power outage....hahahahaha...we just missed it.

It would have been horrible to get soaked but we just missed it

and

then the lights went out, the fans went out and best of all

the TV went out.

After gloating on our good fortune, Don took a nap and I 

read a book. All really is well.