When I have been unhappy, I have heard an opera... and it seemed the shrieking of winds; when I am happy, a sparrow`s chirp is delicious to me. But it is not the chirp that makes me happy, but I that make it sweet.
Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.