Dogwalker in the rain.

From what little connection I felt from the smile you flashed me, I walked on wondering if I should've stopped long enough to say hello. I guess I was afraid that I didn't catch you at a more convenient time. You were with a large dark colored dog and you were dressed overly casual in a hooded jacket, UVIC sweat pants that were tucked into gum boots. You stood on the sidewalk waiting for your dog to find a suitable place to do its business. It was early Saturday and I was walking north on Main under a dark green umbrella with my orange gym bag. If you somehow read this, it would be great to go walk the dog with you!