With threatening rain (not just the little rains–they were talking bigga rains!), I had to modify my desired walk. My desired walk has me up to 1.5 miles away from the house at its farthest point. With the soaker coming, an umbrella would not be much protection for the 25 minutes it would take me to get home once the heavens opened up.

So, I did the neighborhood walk. I am nearly guaranteed a lack of any form of visual entertainment, but I could get home in 10 minutes or so from the farthest point. My assessment of the unique and wonderful sites was correct. I believe I saw one new “For Sale” sign. I recall one dog walker who determined a cell phone conversation was far more important than making any eye contact with dog-less pedestrian like myself.

After this incredible stimulation and only a bit of drizzly, I arrived home.