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We had a warning of storms likely this evening, and as I write this, the storm clouds are rolling in.

Normally, watching a storm roll in is a pleasant exercise. There’s an inborn thrill to feeling the storm front break. I wish I could say it’s pleasant safely watching it happen from behind the library’s large bank of windows, but, alas, I’m at the library, and Eileene will take the car into the city before I return, so if we get storms I’ll be soaked sooner or later. Rather spoils the fun.

In summer, there’s the added promise of a break from the heat, but this promise too is rather spoiled by the knowledge that it will just make the next day all the more humid and unbearable. Mother nature takes with one hand as she gives with the other.

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