Umbrella | Wenatchee, WA | May 2019
Some consider the umbrella a sign of weakness, particularly in the drippy Pacific Northwest. (“Rain? What rain?”) But I own several. Being damp or sun-scorched (as in photo) isn’t my idea of paradise. Plus, I consider the umbrella a boundary-setting device, especially on city streets. It establishes a cylinder of personal space respected by fellow pedestrians. In fact, I’m often tempted to hoist an umbrella when crowds, not clouds, are on the horizon.