If the Rain Comes, They Run and Hide Their heads... When the Rain Comes...* (NYC, May, 2006)

*Name That Tune:

If the rain comes, they run and hide their heads... They might as well be dead... If the rain comes... If the rain comes

When the sun shines, they slip into the shade... and sip their lemonade... When the sun shines... When the sun shines

Rain, I don't mind... Shine, the weather's fine...............

This photograph was taken during a sudden Spring shower in Union Square Park (photo taken 05-19-2006).