It's summer. One always waits for the sun shining overhead and the hot air caressing the skin. Summer fills us with its joy, its beauty, its waters and the rays of the sun. When everything turns gray, it is as if the joy of summer fades and loneliness floods us ... but it is still there, behind the clouds. It comes in the form of raindrops, which soaks our faces. After all, summer can also be gray.