dinner in the rain

on the first evening of our long weekend at the summerhouse, the weather threatened with rain, but it was quite mild, so when N., alone among three girls, asked if we could sit outside, we eventually all gave up: that smile of his will get him pretty much anywhere!

he got a round table out onto the lawn, placed a parasol over it, and we were ready to go. nearly as soon as we sat down, it started raining. softly, at first, but in greater quantities as the evening wore on. after about an hour, he came out with rain-gear and i thankfully slipped on his winter coat. the sound was amazing, especially at those times when the rain was the hardest, the kind of rain you should stand in if you want to forget about everything else. eventually, i too, relented, and stood there, getting drenched, just long enough for a couple of pictures, singing the only song you can in those moments: Singing in the Rain!