It’s the wrong time of the year to stop and smell the roses, so we need an alternate metaphor to get you people to slow down and savor the gifts of life.
(I do turn a beautiful phrase…)
Rhubarb grows faster in the dark. Forced Rhubarb, as it’s called, can grow by as much as an inch a day and the rapid growth actually produces an audible sound.
So when life gives you a punch in the gut, draining all the joy out of your miserable existence and the last rain to Paradise departed the station 20 minutes ago without you on board, Take heart, there is still hope!
Simply descend into a dank, moldering cellar, sit in the dark and listen for the ethereal melody of rhubarb growing.
If that doesn’t put a lilt in your step and a song in your heart then I am at a loss. Seek professional help!