Yesterday Asha ran freely on sidewalks discovering the neighbourhood and had a wonderful time. Then she found a rain puddle and ran through it splashing and jumping and executing many swift small steps. She was transfixed. She kept this up for a while until I had to stop her as she wasn’t wearing rain boots and I didn’t want her feet to get drenched. Asha would’ve played in that puddle all day if I had let her. She is a water child, Asha loves the rain, she runs and skips and smiles and squeals, it doesn’t bother her at all. The rain makes her happy. Looks like we moved to the right city. When they said it rains a lot in Vancouver they weren’t kidding. But we can’t have all this lush greenery without it, all these tall trees, perfect hedges, mineral-rich soil and flowers. Sunny days are much more appreciated when they come. Even if all this rain is a bit gloomy and a little sad, it’s a necessary tradeoff, for everybody wants happiness, no one wants pain, but you can’t have a rainbow without a little rain.