That Is Just The Way It Is

by Renard Moreau

Yesterday evening, I carried my umbrella with me on my evening walk; I didn’t have any use for it at the time, because it rained when I returned home.

In The Republic of Trinidad and Tobago, we have been experiencing some unpredictable weather for the rainy-season-period. One moment the Sun is out in all its glory and the other moment, it is raining cats and dogs.

Like everyone else, I am capable of adjusting to the seasonal changes.