“ Alack, alack the day!”

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  Lear .  If thou wilt weep my fortunes, take my eyes.  I know thee well enough; thy name is Gloucester.  Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know’st, the first time that we smell the air,  We wawl and cry.  I will preach to thee; mark.  Glou .    Alack, alack the day!  Lear .  When we are born, we cry that we are come  To this great stage of fools . . .  ____________ Shakespeare, The Tragedy of King Lear. Act 4, Scene 6 (Shakespeare died April 23, 1616.)

Tornado!

So I woke up at 5:45 a.m. to the sound of rushing wind and rain and that dreaded sound that can't be described. A few minutes later, this happened. No damage done to our house, everyone is safe. Just a pile of trees across the rear fence and damages around the neighborhood.

Guess who bought a new chain saw today?







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