The Rain in Spain
I'm packed for another hiking excursion tomorrow: rain poncho, umbrella, change of dry clothes. Sierra de Francia this time, where despite last weekend's brilliant summer sunshine it's reputedly been raining cats and dogs since Thursday.
My hearty hiking companion votes we ignore weather forecasts and climb on the bus at 9 am, no matter what.
Good thing I love the smell of wet leaves.
The rain in Spain falls mainly.....where I decide to hike.