Some people have a knack of putting a positive spin on all matters. My swimming friend, Linda is one such individual. I know her from nattering in the locker room, and I find her attitude bright and grounded. Once in a while, we’ll bump into one another at the supermarket and giggle at how odd it feels to be conversing with clothes on. I like Linda. This morning, as I bemoaned the rain, she stopped me and said, “but Athena, the trees need stored-up water to make up for what they’ll lose through winter. A wet November is a good one.” I appreciated the reminder that we all need different things to survive.