Tuesday, November 30, 2010

The Wind and the Rain

On this windy, rainy day, I inaugurate my blog thinking about Feste's song that ends TWELFTH NIGHT:

When that I was a little tiny boy,
With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain...

(How hard it is to spell "twelfth" and who but Shakespeare could get away with "little tiny"?)

Like Feste, I see the world wryly and know that "by swaggering could I never thrive, / For the rain it raineth every day."

Yet I join the blogocracy. Will you please join me?

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