I was near Farum, and I decided to take a walk around Farum lake.
Rain was coming in later according to the weather forecast but I reckoned I had time enough to catch my train at the end of my walk without getting drenched.
Normally I always carry with me some protection for bad weather but not that day.
I know that there are loads of mirabelle flowers along the path and the spring flowers pushed my concerns aside.
I had nearly ended my beautiful walk when I met a photographer with whom I had a chat.
As I was breaking up I noticed the smell of rain. I think rain is on its way now, I said.
No, I don’t think so, he said while looking at the sky.
Just having said that, the rain started to fall.
I couldn’t help but laughing and he gave me a little smile admitting that I did warn him.
So the rain got me in the end but I didn’t mind.
The last sentences in the conversation made me smile the rest of my way to the train despite my wet clothes.