Once upon a time there was an Empress named Howling Hill. She lived in beautiful New Hampshire where the sun shone.

One June an evil sorceress cast a spell over New Hampshire so the sun didn’t shine. Rather, it was rainy and gray for almost a month.

The garden suffered. (Though she did see a couple flowers on the tomato plants one innocuous Wednesday.)

The mood of the residents of New Hampshire suffered.

The animals were waterlogged.

The only happy souls were the evil sorceress and the water animals.

The end.