Viva die Sonne!

This morning I woke up to a low, grey sky that huffed and puffed and pouted all throughout the day, until it finally broke into a torrent of steamy rain drops just as I ventured out to take the bus home. Lucky that I did not ride my bike this morning.

It turns out, however, that the lack of April showers succeeded in bringing no May flowers, which in Germany means barley and wheat. The unseasonably warm Spring has been bad for crops, driving up the price of beer, their most darling commodity. Conversely, it drove hordes of Germans out to the biergartens to consume it.

I guess a little rain never hurt anyone.

Author: Lucello

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