Here on the outskirts of Brussels, Belgium, the day started with unbridled optimism and joy in the form of bright, glorious sunshine. Not a cloud in the sky!
Later, as I went shopping with a friend, we ended up pushing our way through bitingly cold wind and the kind of fat raindrops that seem to spread out over your whole head upon impact. (Did I mention that neither one of us had an umbrella or even a hat?)
Now the sun has air dominance again. That cloud monster (do you see it?) threw in a nasty hail shower, but was eventually forced into retreat.
The thing with hail is that it runs out of ammo very quickly.
And the thing with hope is that it doesn’t. (Unless you let a few menacing clouds frighten you. Or worry too much about rain hair.)