We Love Rain

We have been accompanied by the sound of rain nearly all day.  We awakened to the splish splash of the droplets on the leaves outside, we walked to the store with our raincoat hoods drawn around our faces, we walked to the Christmas store to snap some pictures for Erin cozied together under the Mary Poppins umbrella, strolled around Tivoli with a light mist settling on our shoulders and hair,   and hurried home wading through puddles clutching the Mary Poppins against a deluge.

Last Christmas we purchased season tickets for ourselves to Tivoli....which doesn't include the rides.  It is merely entrance in.  But it makes it so nice to take a ten-minute walk and cruise around the park looking at the seasonal decorations and perhaps stopping for a bite to eat.  I enjoy that lovely old place and sometimes we just go in for an hour or so.  It is decorated with Halloween and Fall right now and is charming.

After walking through Tivoli, we found a dry park bench and just sat.  It was enjoyable to watch people coming and going.  Even in the inclement weather, people looked happy.

We took a fairly long detour on the way to the cute little Christmas store that Lia discovered.  The main Copenhagen city hall and all roads around it had been sealed off because of a bomb scare.  Several hours later all was restored to the usually busy thoroughfares.  Once inside the shop, we asked for permission to snap photos of the merchandise-filled shelves.  He remembered Lia from last Saturday.

We shopped morning and evening for the Thursday night meal.  Monia will meet me tomorrow at the center to assemble the meal, then I will cook most of it on Thursday before she gets there.  She will come and help with the final preparations.  She is so kind to do that.  I have liked her since we first met....just a nice person.  We are making Tiramasu!...for dessert.....a bechamel sauce kind of lasagne for dinner.  It will be another pasta meal in a long line of pasta meals, but I think everyone will survive.

As I type, the sound of rain is loud coming through the windows.  In an antique store we went in today, I told the man how much we love the rain.  He was dubious.  I explained that we were from Arizona....he asked where....Gilbert.  A knowing nod, then "I have been there.......it is always hot."

Then, "Of course you like the rain!"