Wednesday, June 04, 2008

The Umbrellas of Vancouver

It is June and the sky is gray, the streets reflect the passing cars, tiny drops of rain sneak up on my face. I am wearing my sherbet yellow raincoat, clutching a lilac umbrella and the sounds of "The Umbrellas of Cherbourg" form in my head. It always seems to help escape the gray doldrums of the rain.


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