It seems that here in WNY we often have days that are gray all day long. Such was today. I glanced out the window as I was leaving work. It looked like rain was on the way again. The coldest, rainiest July in 65 years. By the time I got off the elevator it was coming down in buckets. Then just before evening comes, as is also very typical here in WNY, the sun peeks out again and fills the sky with the afterglow of the storm.
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Rain, I think I remember rain, the big yellow ball of fire in the skys needs to be behind the clouds we never have for that to happen.
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