Rain is grace; rain is the sky descending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life.
The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play. So we sat in the house. All that cold, cold, wet day.
The storm starts, when the drops start dropping. When the drops stop dropping then the storm starts stopping.
Climate change is destroying our path to sustainability. Ours is a world of looming challenges and increasingly limited resources.
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.