A great quantity of rain fell here the other day. (Accompanied by an apocalyptic lightning show and enough deafening thunder that I spent most of the evening nervously peering about. I am not overly fond of my rumbly brother Thor. Fortunately, he did not show up.)
The next day, Sigyn and I were able to go out and play in the puddles. If there is an age at which one is too old to enjoy stomping about in shallow water, neither of us seems to have reached it.