Sunday, August 28, 2011

As the afternoon wanes

and evening approaches, the wind is still winding her way through the trees.  Sometimes with a gust that shakes the tops of the trees just enough to remind us that here is the tail end of a gigantic storm.

There are plenty of limbs down in the yard.  We lost power for a little over an hour.  There are puddles and streams coursing through the grass.  The garden and meadow flowers are flattened.

But the chickens are out.  Troy is back home.  And a squirrel just pounced through the yard.  And tomorrow, the sun is supposed to shine.





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