Thanks to Frank C. who notes: “While the original poem by Thomas Hood is longer, this abbreviated version pretty well sums up my feeling as I look out my window.”
| by Thomas Hood |
| No sun — no moon! No morn — no noon — No dawn — no dusk — no proper time of day. No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease, No comfortable feel in any member — No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds! — November! |
Please come to San Diego! We miss you, and we guarantee:
Even in November, we have Sun and all that cheerful things go with it!
I’m sorry!😢