Cape Weather

I checked the weather this morning and saw it was going to be 50 degrees.  That is the tipping point for when wearing my cape makes sense.  Warmth is not its greatest feature.

I bought my cape two years ago, and now I see quite a few girls wearing capes.  It's no biggie these days.  Well, at least to me.  Maybe not for others.  I generally get my own seat on the bus when I take the cape out for a spin.

During my halfday today, I went to the library to pick up my books on hold.  (An aside: the DC public library system's website is amazing.  Couldn't be easier.  Just type in the name of the book you want and they'll deliver it to your nearest library and you can run in and pick it up. If you don't have a library card, you are missing out!  It's a shame I waited so long to do this).

The librarian who checked out my books said "Nice cape."

"Thanks!" I said, a bit too eagerly.  Then I thought I should go ahead and say what everyone was thinking.  "It's a bit eccentric."

"But it's perfect cape weather," she said.

That's what I've been saying!  Finally, someone gets it.