Today the sun is shining. We're trying really hard to enjoy it because tomorrow the forecast is for rain. And the day after that. And the day after that. Today may be the last unequivocally sunny day of the season.
It reminds me of a song I used to sing to myself a long, long time ago:
Oh, the sky is blue.
And the sun is shining.
And the grass is green.
And I'm happy.
Okay, I wasn't much of a lyricist when I was young, but I think maybe I was on to something.