As a child, I loved the rain. It often meant that the cold, harsh Toronto winter was finally over. The rain always had the transformative power to wash and clean the city I love, which was ravished by months of winter; now budding with life anew. Torontonians shed their bulky winter coats for lighter fare, and even their grumpy dispositions seem less melancholy.
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
Day 142: Tuesday March 27th 2012
Name: Napa Fly 35101010
Style: Platform Ankle-Strap Sandal
Heel: 4.5 inches (11.43), Platform: 1 inch (2.54 cm)
Material: Leather Upper with cork heel and platform combination and ruched leather detail