Sep 25, 2020

"Super cell" made up of lightning, hail and strong winds is blasting through my East Yorkshire .

 windy     

wet
 

weird     funny 


     
 cold  
     chilly 
   
 sharp  
   eclectic
                                    odd     

 spooky happening

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. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"