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THE AFTERMATH

Well that big old blustery wind-bully "mega-hurricane" turned out to be nothing but a pussycat around here (we were struck by the big fluffy tail), threw a couple chestnuts at the kitchen window, bent a few onion stalks, threatened some late tomatoes and intimidated several beans but faded away fast, leaving a splendid blue morning with chestnut largesse all over the place. I can't go three feet without getting weighed down by pocketsfull. I love this kind of problem.