Yesterday's rains had left the spirit damp and the body lethargic. Rain has the wonderful quality of adding laziness to the already lazy persona. I am grateful that the sun has come up today and I can hear the birds and the squirrels run about. Yesterday all these sounds were missing. Rains can be a great in fantasy but in reality they can never match the imagination. They are a poor rendition of the imagined. I hope that many would agree with me on this.
Here comes the sun, there goes the rain . . .