The weather is a favourite preoccupation of many people in the city where I was born.
‘Lovely day!’ Someone might say.
‘Looks like it might rain later, though.’ Comes the reply.
We’re all guilty of obsessing over the one thing we can’t control.
We can always blame the weather if the gathering we’d planned doesn’t go as we’d hoped.
But often the thing we can’t control distracts us, getting in the way of the things we can affect or change.
We can choose to be wet and miserable or we can wear wellies and pack an umbrella.