Something karen posted in Jim's "My melanoma story" thread got me thinking about a poem I first heard from the now-deceased founder of a long-time girls' summer camp in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia. Hope you enjoy, if you haven't heard it elsewhere:
Whether the weather is cold Or whether the weather is hot Whether the weather is wet Or whether the weather is not Whatever the weather We'll weather the weather Whether we like it or not.