Air temperature 26 F, wind near calm, clear sky. Yesterday's wind gusted over 50 mph, taking a lot of the leaf piles with it. I don't want to know where they ended up.
Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities; all is vanity. What profit hath a man of all his labour which he taketh under the sun? One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh: but the earth abideth for ever.
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