Sir, – 102. Begrudgery lubricant. – Yours, etc,
A chara, – We do not have a monopoly on rain (or the descriptions thereof) in this country. A few years ago, in Vancouver, I came across a large boulder in Kipsilano overlooking English Bay. On it were carved the words of a short essay by a schoolteacher and writer, Regan D’Andrade, entitled “Vancouver in the Rain”, from which I quote: “I have often thought that we do not have nearly enough words for the rain, especially as this was once a rainforest. There is booming rain, whispery rain, rain that lulls you to sleep, and rain on the leaves which sings you awake; there is soft rain, hard rain, sideways rain, rain that makes you instantly wet, and rain that leaves soft kisses on your cheek, like wings on a butterfly.Rain brings us all the shades of grey, but it also brings us all the wonderful greenery that surrounds us and blesses us.” – Is mise,