One day = hooray! Two days = Oh, we can make soup! And great! the cisterns are full and the ground is quenched. Three days = I think I'll just stay in bed. Four days = I think I'll just stay in bed. Forever.
And then o glory! The sun returns and we sing! Out came the sun and dried up all the rain and the itsy bitsy people come out to play again.
My flicks might be a bit more...aggressive, shall we say, while I'm being thankful for so much we have here. Maybe the karma will balance out. Maybe I won't go to mosquito hell. One can hope.
Have a sensational, soothing Saturday. Do something smacking.