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It was on a windy day. When I say windy, I mean it was blowing a hurricane. Leaves blown like confetti mix with flying trash in a display of dancing candy wrappers, bus tickets and beer cans all tumbling and scatter and sent flying again with every thrusting whoosh of wind. Children stagger drunk pressing their faces forward. Hands clamped on hat and scarf. Making the slow way home into the solid air. I’m enjoying this show from behind closed windows. I can see the glass flex in the frame as each gust slams hard and there’s a howling somewhere like a scalded wolf. It’s getting worse. Here comes the rain now driving low and horizontal. Almost not reaching the ground. So where is the cat? [Read more…]