"An idea no longer shrouded in mist, through wave or ether comes to me, like a star from high up in the skies, or a pearl from the bottom of the sea." - Victor Hugo (Les rayons et les ombres)
It's such a regular sight in my compound that I readily stand by you.--R K
I suppose its the weather makes them do it.
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