Gray Skies in Burlington

I can't, at the moment, actually see the skies but they're gray. Rain, it rains from all around and soaketh soft into the ground. Clouds so full of rain they overflow their fluffy whiteness, past the colours of the rainbow, till they spill the moisture onto the earth below them. Perhaps there will be whiteness in the clouds once more but not in the forseeable future. As long as there isn't whiteness on the ground, most of us will be happy.