The sky is so mean to me sometimes, I honestly forget why I stick with it.
Today's newspaper, for example, revealed that it's given me just four clear days since Dec 1. Four! Certainly such abusive negligence is sufficient grounds for divorce in any court in the land.
But then, just when on I'm the verge of filing the necessary papers, it unexpectedly gives me something like this and all is forgiven:
I'm such a sucker for a pretty sky.
If it ends up dropping a tornado on my head someday, I'll have no one to blame but myself....