I used to have a green duck umbrella. It was cute and fun and I have no idea where I got it. Many years ago I left it on a carousel in Old Orchard Beach, and I was disappointed.
I found a yellow one somewhere. It died an early death at the hands of a wind gust in Times Square. More disappointment.
Today I found another in a random shoe shine shop at a random subway stop. In fact they had a whole multi-colored flock of them. Kiddo chose the camo version for me this time.
Much like buying a new snowplow keeps winter away, I hope my new duck umbrella will keep the rest of the week dry.
So far, so good.