I walk a mile every morning since the gym closed for the pandemic.  I have three routes.  This morning I was aware it had rained during the night.  I chose to journey out knowing there was likely still a drizzle.  I put on my raincoat.  There was a mist, so I kept my hood up.  About 15 minutes into the walk, I came upon a puddle on the sidewalk.  I chose not to resist.  I jumped in.

A nice interruption to the ritual walk and the ongoing adulthood.