It's prettier in the rain.

I bundled up to walk to the coffeehouse this afternoon and read The Brothers Karamazov. Today was the first rainy day since I bought my first pair of rainboots, and I kind of purposefully walked in puddles and piles of mucky leaves to test them. All along the walk, my eyes were drawn to the leaves on all these trees I walk by every single day, but rarely ever notice. Their colors were so much more vibrant after the rain.