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Shooting Stars...

New England weather is so tempestuous, tumultuous, turbulent...Today we had roaring winds that tore limbs from trees and slammed against the house, rain that dripped morosely one moment and poured violently the next, sodden, sopping ground...and tonight, it cleared, so that the stars sparkled.  I saw two shooting stars within 10 seconds, one that streaked slowly down for at least 5 seconds, and another that streamed faintly across the tail of the first, so faint that I doubted my eyes...My windchimes are tinkling frantically as I write, lending sharp accents to the rushing wind...