No matter what, life calls for a cheer. Forget about the facts. Even when there is no way out of a tight spot, this is but a slight glitch for the weed of life.

Addendum (October 26, 2016)

After a murky and wet spell, which stretched for several days, the sun appeared this morning. Elated, I went for a walk around Motovun. Whomever I met on my way, I regaled with good cheer. “Ah,” I kept repeating and waving my arms, “how little it takes to make us happy!” To my joy, everyone agreed. A little bit of sunshine was all that was needed. “Hey,” I joked, “it’s as though we all hail from Africa!” By the time I returned home, I remembered this haiku. Life calls for a cheer, indeed. The future is only the future. No matter what, the weed of life marches on. Myself merrily included…