Sunday morning in a slow rain, meandering over familiar roads on my way to meet a friend in town. I’ve stopped in this same place many times to gaze towards Mount Nittany, watch the landscape swallow up the road in an easy turn. Twisting my boots into the pavement checking the traction, evaluating how much oil and scum was washed off through the night, gauge how far I could push the Vespa while riding though I never push very far. Still, it’s comforting to know what to expect.
Made this image with the iPhone camera using the Camera+ app. Processed the image in the HDR mode. I continue to be pleasantly surprised at the technical and creative range of these devices. Feel bad now that I dropped in on the pavement. No damage save for another scuff mark. Saw a student in town last week busily texting on an iPhone with a shattered front. Didn’t seem to slow them down.
The rain slowed to a mist as I threaded my way through the alleys and streets of State College, my destination arriving too soon, the ride ending before I was ready. Humes Alley is a favorite backdrop, old brick, hand lettered signs. About as close as I come to an urban environment on any regular basis.
Prime parking for Saint’s Cafe — just twenty yards to the front door and never any charge. At least not until the Borough decides to give me a ticket. Or tow the scooter away. So far Kelly Alley is my first parking choice.
Rainy days are for laying in bed or on the couch, reading a book, watching television, or indulging in some other sort of horizontal enterprise. On the way home while making this picture I decided to pursue the bed despite how much I love the light on this kind of day.
One last picture before home. The monochrome nature of things in the rain almost prods me on to ride farther.
Almost. But there are naps to take and other things to do.
That’s how to make good use of a rainy Sunday.
