Stormy weather, since my man and I ain't together
Keeps raining all the time
Ladies and gentlemen, Lena Horne:
I don't know why this is a song from my childhood. It seems unlikely that it was one of the many I know from my grandfather's player piano. But as the rain stormed down and the thunder rolled this morning, this was the song I heard in my head.
I pulled myself out of bed and managed to take a few photos:



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