Little Trickles

The rain streams steadily down from the gray sky overhead, and is absorbed and diverted into little trails down the slanted roofs of nearby apartments. The atmosphere is dripping moisture. It is miserable and overcast. Trickling water sounds carry thru the open windows. But inside, it is dry and pleasant, where the smell of baking bread mingling with fresh breezes fills the air and is reminiscent of tall Parisan buildings and bakeries.