A beautiful day.

What does one write on a day when the sky is beautifully overcast with threatening clouds, the palm trees in the garden outside Mantralaya are doing their own little swaying dance and Mozart plays for us in the background?

Preferably nothing.

Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces up, snow is exhilarating; there is no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather --- John Ruskin.