They aren’t Oregonians, that’s for sure. This sea of umbrellas must be somewhere that people are afraid of melting or that a little rain will mess up their perfectly coiffed hair. One hundred percent chance of rain—real drenching rain, not a mere drizzle—and there wouldn’t be an umbrella in sight where I come from. I know, because that’s what I faced just this morning. So I threw on my rain jacket, flipped up the hood, and I was good to go.
Wait, I think I see an Oregonian there next to the girl with the pink umbrella. He’s braving the rain with a backpack on his back in true Oregonian style. No fear!
A little rainfall
never melted anyone
but the wicked witch
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For Haibun Monday at dVerse Poets Pub, Mary has given us four of her original photos to choose from to inspire our haibun. Mine’s a little shorter than my usual haibun, but I think it fits the bill for this rainy, windy day in Oregon, with flooding streams and standing water on the roads.