yesterday and today

My thankfulness for yesterday: storms. Specifically thunderstorms. I love them--the wind, the sound, the energy, the outpouring of rain. We had a big one last night; there was only a little thunder, but there were buckets of rain. Everything outside is washed down as if a giant hose had been turned on it. Those leaves that were still wavering about coming down have fallen, adding to the carpet of yellow and orange and brown and startling red and pink. There are high, soft clouds in the blue, blue sky, and plenty of winds to push them along.

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One of my friends has been posting snippets from http://damnyouautocorrect.com/.



I have to stop reading it now because people are starting to wander around the cube farm looking for the source of the loud sniggering. :-)