I read it to the boys last night:
"So Piglet and Pooh stayed where they were and took a long look around. At the little bog with its sleek, still, brown water. At the silver-winged dragonflies shimmering across the surface. At the dark green moss carpeting the banks. 'If you didn't look closely, you might think this was a dull and drab-ish sort of place,' said Pooh. 'Yes,' agreed Piglet, 'but only if you didn't look closely.'" (Hutta)
It's been gray and very drab-ish these past weeks- very drab-ish indeed.
But only if you're not looking closely.