Once I witnessed a windstorm so severe two 100-year-old trees were uprooted on the spot. The next day, … - Mary Ruefle

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This is night, Diddykins. That's what we call it when it goes all dark like this.

Mary Ruefle

Once I witnessed a windstorm so severe two 100-year-old trees were uprooted on the spot. The next day, walking among the wreckage, I found the friable nests of birds, completely intact and unharmed on the ground. That the featherweight survive the massive, that this reversal of fortune takes place among us — that is what haunts me. I don’t know what it means.

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