Dear Umbrella,

This is now the 3rd day in less than two weeks that I have left you behind and had to walk home in the rain. I have to say, I am not a fan of getting wet with all my books and papers. Ink does not respond well to wet paper. My mother told me never to forget you, and yet I have. Multiple times. From this day forward you will never leave my bag.
Sincerely,
Your Wet Owner

Dear Rainboots,

What's with the leakage today? Is not your sole purpose in life to keep my feet dry through the rain and puddles? That fact that my socks were wet by the time I got home today proves you to be completely useless in my life. If you weren't cute, I'd be rid of you by now.
Regretfully,
Unhappy Owner of the Useless Rainboots

Dear Fog,

You were so lovely yesterday morning. Seeing you take over the street, yet still being able to see the deep red leaves come through made me wish I had my camera. Beautiful. And the way you rested over the lake in Central Park was like a scene out a movie. Well done. I have since learned that you caused some trouble for the rest of the country trying to fly into this little city. Quite a trouble maker you are. But I'm still a fan. Please come back anytime.
Sincerely,
One who always enjoys your presence

Dear Hidden Ice Patch,

Can't say you were a find surprise last night. Your sudden appearance on the bridge in Central Park found me a slippin' and a slidin' oh so gracefully to the ground. Thanks for that. Two things I have learned from you.
1) I need boots with better traction.
2) One snow storm and I already fell. Its gonna be a long winter.
Sincerely,
Not looking forward to meeting you again