It would be great if Mother Nature’s fickle local stewardess could get her act together, because this rain, cloud, rain with a chance of more rain and then cloudy with rainbow rain is getting really old. And speaking of old, the adage of “April showers, May flowers” seems a bit trite now since its largely been replaced by slow inhalations of breath and mumbles of “let’s move to the desert.” We want summer. Let’s go.