I know I've said it many times: I love it when it rains. Today it's sunny and warmer again but we've had some glorious rain in the last couple of days here in Granada. I also know that, as the saying goes in Spanish, "It never rains to everyone's taste" and I imagine rain must feel very different when you're tired, wounded, pursued, and carrying a heavy burden. Such has been the lot of my friends in The Lord of the Rings today. After a windy, rainy day, they are all soaked and unable to get any fire to burn. It pains me to imagine how miserable they must feel, particularly Frodo, in so much pain! I love the rain, but I never forget what a privilege it is to be able to enjoy it, having a roof to take shelter from it when I need it. This should not be a privilege, but a right available to everyone.
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