Ever get surprised by tumultuous weather? The clouds and the wind blew into Limestone Gardens and a large, dead limb, that needs pruning, worried me like the proverbial Sword of Damocles. Later, in the car to run a vital trip to the pharmacy, I played the vocal conclusion to Beethoven's 9th, his aptly named Choral Symphony. With the weather astir, it seemed oddly fitting.
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