11 December 2010

The Storm of Nov 8

Our big cypress was blown down, away from the house.

Maman keeps talking of writing to all her pals but by the time she gets down to it, everyone will think it's about a tempest of 2012.

Here be very thorough record with ace captions and some artistic snaps.

Now when my mother clutches at your sleeve like the ancient jardinière you can make a hasty exit with a

"I know, Marjorie! I've seen the photos, read the blurbs.

Here's my order for the T-shirt."

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