The sun always comes out tomorrow

There's not much you can do about bad weather in June. You can ignore it. You can accept it. You can bitch about it. You can play in it. You can hide from it. You can blog about it. You can twitter about it. You can blame someone for it. But by the next day it changes. So I usually take a deep breath and wake up the next morning and go outside and enjoy sunshine. It always comes out. Always.