Two afternoons in a row,
I got caught in the rain on Jaffa Road.
Real rain, not the wispy stuff we have had until now,
but the winter kind we get in Jerusalem, Israel.
One lucky guy found shelter today under the Jaffa Street installation.
(One section was blowing open, but more on that thing another time.)
If you are lucky your umbrella does not blow away
and neither does your pink hat cover.
Part of Machane Yehuda Market, the shuk,
looked like a waterfall as collected rain water came down.
Slippery puddles did not stop the shoppers
or the workers from doing their jobs.
In the shuk, somewhat dry inside.
were piles of fresh figs,
and suffganiot ready for Hanukkah.
A mix for hot apple cider sounded good,
but paper napkins that said ‘Pesach Sameach’
When the rain stopped the sky was filled with clouds,
but I failed to find a rainbow.
Seems that winter is here, and
you never know what will happen next
or what you will find on the Jerusalem streets.