It is late afternoon. I am sitting on my terrace and watching the weather. The sun is right in front of me. There are fierce thunderstorms crawling westward along the ridges lining the Mirna valley from the north and the south, but the valley itself is basking in sunshine. I cannot but feel privileged as I am reclining in my lounge chair suspended between the storms. It is as though the whole show is there just for me.