Sunny days hath no rainbows of the sky, but crayoned buntings are evincive of aforementioned’s power to lift spirits high.

Hagridden souls trudge through alleys below, then look upward to have mulligrubs tickled away by festive show.

When flags instead of bullets are fired from muskets and, as well, they dance upon breezes instead of within fires, peace transpires.

Wisdom inked on bookfells enlightens the willing mind while inspiration linked as swatch bells permits hope to unwind. ; )