I was raised in the desert. I’m not so much of a rain guy. Yesterday evening, though, I was out walking down Sunset, and it was a really warm rain, so instead of dashing from under one awning to the next I decided to just stroll and get soaked. When I got to the coffee shop I was pretty much drenched, I guess – everyone kept commenting “Wow, it must be really pouring out there”…Not really, though. Just a beautiful warm rain. And this morning it feels like the same.
Here’s what it looked like at my place up on top of the hills in Echo Park last year in the rain: