Later: Sluggo wouldn't let me post this afternoon. With nightfall, a period of gusty winds arrived. They have died down now, but they were quite refreshing while they lasted. I'd like a fog, but a nice windstorm wouldn't be unwelcome, either, even though that would mean a lot of raking after it was over. I love windy nights, with the windows rattling and the chimney booming, and the rustling of leaves like a chorus of maracas. What could be better on a cool October night?
Nice
Later: Sluggo wouldn't let me post this afternoon. With nightfall, a period of gusty winds arrived. They have died down now, but they were quite refreshing while they lasted. I'd like a fog, but a nice windstorm wouldn't be unwelcome, either, even though that would mean a lot of raking after it was over. I love windy nights, with the windows rattling and the chimney booming, and the rustling of leaves like a chorus of maracas. What could be better on a cool October night?
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