Following up on Fred's Blog last week....

A few weeks ago on Saturday night after a show, we found ourselves in the West Village and wanting the dessert that we had passed on at our earlier dinner.
Outdoors at a sidewalk cafe. Enjoying the surprisingly warm evening and delicious pastries.
The weather forecast was the farthest thing from our minds ….
And then a drop. And then a flash of lightning. And thunder.
And then, “did you leave the umbrella in the car?”
And memories of getting caught in similar downpours. Futile strategies for avoiding getting soaked. And the certainty that it would end. Sooner or later. A passing thunderstorm. Springtime.