But of course

Nothing like the sound of a grand-niece, Machiko Skye, singing on the phone the nursery song "Rain, rain go away" and ending it with "little Machi wants to play" to take my mind briefly away from the relentless videos and photos of the latest massive flooding in Luzon.

Her song heralded this frail thing called hope that tells me some good will come out of this. Even if this hibiscus has been drenched and pummeled, I know something almost like it will open tomorrow. Polyanna signing off...