Small things can make a genuine difference, as happened to me on Wednesday morning. The wind was howling, the rain was horizontal and I was swaddled in wet weather cycling gear. Somewhat frustrated, I wrestled with the heavy, wooden garden gate which had swollen with the rain and had twice blown out of my hands. As I heaved it towards me for a third time, I raised my head and caught a glimpse of colour. The black-eyed Susans were still flowering, their bright orange faces cheerfully resisting the wind. The colourful display lifted my spirits and improved my mood immediately
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