Rain, beauty and work

I like the rain and am thankful for the rain. The downside is the rain brings everybody to IKEA, in all their impatient and demanding glory. Can you imagine a lovely tulip budding open and then stating,"HEY YOU, why aren't you looking at ME, I have been waiting here for 3 minutes and still NO ONE has looked at me and told me how beautifully awesome I AM. NOW where is my fertilizer, you know I need fertilizer if you want me to bloom next year." So maybe beauty is a weed I realize I don't need to pull. Just saying.