I love to bike in rain.* I had really looked forward to biking in the rain again; it has been such a dry summer. I love how fresh and fragrant the air becomes, the raindrops on my face, the sound of raindrops falling.
And then the rain stopped when I was 300 m into my commute. Oh well.
*Except when temps are just above freezing point and there is strong wind. That feels like getting stung with a thousand needles in the face.
by Sagaincolours