Early training tells. “Tells what?” you might wonder. Tells me it’s not necessary to buy rain gear.
I didn’t need it for my decades in Alberta.
I shouldn’t need it anywhere else.
It’s an unreasonable position, for sure, but it’s mine. I have a workable umbrella or three, an adequate jacket-mit-hood, and hopeless footwear. In this season of unseasonable rain, that’s the bad news.
The good news is that rain offers me new vistas: in this case, drops and droplets gracing the hood of our Kia.