So sayeth the south africans, ain’t nothing but a monkey’s wedding. That’s when it’s raining but also sunny out. This afternoon the coastal trails were a dream. Brilliant sun cutting through the canyon while rain was drizzling down. It’s such a unique weather set that it inspired in me a sense of time. I’m not sure I remember the last time I was out enjoying a sunny rain. Was it a soccer game I played as a squirt? Can’t be sure how accurate that memory is, though I remember the smell of the grass. Suppose it’s good I’m makin new ones then. I guess some things only happen every once in a blue moon.
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