Rain, rain, go away

It's raining in Boston. A miserable day, cold and wet and raw. And I am studying for a midterm and a quiz that I have to take tomorrow. If only I was in Haiti, where rain is a reason to celebrate, where people dance in the street when they see the clouds gathering, where you can run and dive into the foot deep water that accumulates on the boys' roof.

Stev and Peterson playing "motor boat" with the skateboard on the boys' roof during the hurricane in August.