Hint of a storm.
I like when you can see the hint of a storm in the offing. The clouds up and to the left have a touch of grey that suggests we’re in for a fun afternoon. It turned out to be a nice day, but that grey lining never left, always threatening. In fact, now that I think about it, what’s that junk about a cloud having a silver lining? If silver is a type of grey, then a silver lining would be a bad thing, no?