

The winter that we just lived through has changed the way I will look at rain forever. No longer do I hear rain on the roof and go, yuck. Rain is no longer gloomy. Rain? It’s not snow. Which makes it the most wonderful possible substance.
The winter that we just lived through has changed the way I will look at rain forever. No longer do I hear rain on the roof and go, yuck. Rain is no longer gloomy. Rain? It’s not snow. Which makes it the most wonderful possible substance.