It’s an exquisitely grey day.  The parking lots are soaked.  The smell of rain on blacktop makes me smile – the coalescing scent of dust and freshness that can only be described by the experience. I want to sit on the curb and detect the subtle nuances within this perfume, as an oenophile does with his wine – leather, wood and lychee.    Can I escape from work today and grab my camera from its drawer at home?  I want to capture raindrops sliding down storefront windows in black and white.