"When earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colors have faded, and youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it --lie down for an aeon or two. Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew..." ~Rudyard Kipling~
What a difference a day makes. And I ain't talking about Dinah Washington's hit song. Rather, I am in the mood of singing Lena Horne's "Stormy Weather."
A warm and sunny weekend has turned into a wet and stormy Monday. The wind is blowing over 40 MPH rain storm as of this writing. The electricity went out for about an hour. It just came back on few moments ago.
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The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
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