The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away, again. The Lord giveth us sunshine and warmth. The Lord taketh away, again. And giveth us torrential rain, damp socks and frizzy hair.
Am a tad vexed. Why the Lord didn’t giveth torrential rain when my plants were still alive is beyond me. But perhaps he is trying to tell us something…
Now, according to my reading in the Museum of Quebec, the First Nations believe there are six seasons. So I am going to wear my vest and stop chuntering in anticipation of an Indian Summer.
Minnie’s Musings 
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