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It’s raining, it’s pouring…..

And the hail was so heavy yesterday it left the fields looking like it had snowed.

Just to reassure me that Feste in Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night didn’t get it all right when he sings:

Hey Ho, The Wind and the Rain.

When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy,
For the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came to man’s estate,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
‘Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate,
For the rain, it raineth every day.

But when I came, alas! to wive,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
By swaggering could I never thrive,
For the rain, it raineth every day.

But when I came unto my beds,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
With toss-pots still had drunken heads,
For the rain, it raineth every day.

A great while ago the world begun,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain.
But that’s all one, our play is done,
And we’ll strive to please you every day.

These two photos of our bitter almond tree were taken just a couple of days ago—and remind me that things will change again– for the better!

 

 

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