On my walk to catch the bus on Fifth Avenue every evening I pass a darling little umbrella shop. It's small and charming and each day I've sworn to go in. Today it was miserable in New York. It was windy, raw and cold and the rain seemed to hit me in every conceivable direction. So today on my walk I stopped. I looked in the window and saw the most adorable pink and orange umbrella with a handle and it's big and perfect and I feel like a big girl when I carry it.
I'm almost looking forward to the rain tomorrow.