December weather in northern Maine often involves snow and frigid air; on Monday, however, the rain poured and the wind roared. The lights went out several times that day; outside it sounded as if a couple of angry giants were trying to rip off the roof and knock down the walls.
The next day at breakfast time, someone spied a speck of
blue sky; later the sun peeked out and then decided to stay. Would this calm
day have brought such peace if it had not been for the contrast of the
preceding rain and wild wind?
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