Drizzle in the Park

I've recalled a scene from my early childhood. We were about to travel somewhere. My father's car was parked just steps from our front door but it was raining. "It's raining. I'm going to get wet" I said. My mother said "You are not made out of sugar. You are not going to melt"

When I went for my usual noon walk today it was raining very lightly. I did not even feel a need to take an umbrella with me. I felt just like mist in the air. The park smelt beautifully. The drizzle did not prevent birds from singing their songs. Something was missing. People. 




I was the only person in the park. Birds and squirrels liked it very much. They were left alone. I did not mind either. I enjoyed my walk.

Last Sunday had beautiful weather and the park was full of people and their dogs. Are we really so alienated from nature that a small drizzle is such a big obstacle? Are we really made out of sugar?

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