A Rainy Day Has It’s Own Tempo

a rainy day requires planning, creativity,  rain gear, and a willingness to go with the proverbial flow which is what we did today— starting with gearing up with umbrellas, hiking boots, rain coats and a quasi plan which was open to alterations on the fly

we walked when the rain was merely a drizzle
stopped in a tea shop and bought some tea

to say that a good part of the day involved eating and purchasing is not an understatement, but how could we consider a trip to acadia without a pita filled with endamame , garbanzo beans, cucumbers, tomatoes, scallions, carrots, avocados, swiss cheese for lunch and an afternoon mint chocolate chip frozen yogurt

eat-a—pita  is located thirty minutes away and we drove there in a decent but not pelting rain

walking from the car to our pita meant drowning in a deluge that left puddles inches deep and ten year old raincoats unable to ward off the raindrops

my socks dried in the car
dorothy’s raincoat was declared a disaster

we discovered a store with a small cache of books that rivaled any selection seen in larger stores
 each book was intriguing, well written—and became an addition to a list of want to reads
according to the owner she alone selected each book which elicited a list of unasked questions:
 did she read all these books
did she refer to reviews for some selections
did she have a list of criteria for her selection
the owner did not appear as someone who would welcome intrusive questions about her book reading habits so i merely noted that her selections were wonderful and she politely said “thank you”

 it was a store that catered to quirky likes
whimsical art postcards
small ceramic vases with no particular purpose save aesthetic delight
notebooks for people who love good paper

we found a spot facing the ocean and read while surrounded by maine’s ethereal mist
when it stopped raining long enough to walk we walked