The swallow and the crow had an argument one day about their plumage. Said the swallow: "Just look at my bright and downy feathers. your black stiff quills are not worth having. why don't you dress better? show a little pride!""Your feathers may do very well in spring," Replied the crow, "But I don't remember ever having seen you around in winter, and that's when I enjoy myself most." 
Friends in fine weather only, are not worth much. 