don't get me wrong I actually enjoy a storm once in awhile - the smell of soil after an intense rain, the fog floating over the cornfields...it is quite beautiful
but I am itching for HOT HOT SUN and HOT HOT COLORS - to quote Veruca Salt from Willy Wonka
I want it and I want it now!!
since my whining will not help, I decided it was up to my imagination to make my dull, grey scenery into a silly, psychedelic place
so in my mind...

we can frolick in grass that is vibrant aqua or sit under shady old trees of majestic purple

we can hop, skip & jump into puddles of color, kicking up rainbows

we can caress & smell the flowers that vibrate with shocking intensity

aaaah, to live in my imagination...