The writings of Edgar Allan Poe made a tremendous impression on me when I was young, due in part to a high-school English teacher with a flair for the dramatic. Hearing him read 'The Tell-Tale Heart' sent shivers up my spine. We had a good, long, steady rain last night, enough to bring out the rain beetles and Poe once again came to mind. Sitting alone with the cats and dog, a tapping at the darkened windows...here, then there, is enough to bring up 'The Raven.' "...suddenly there came a tapping, As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door." Turn off the sound on the tv to better hear what I thought I'd heard. Yes, there it is again. Even now, after thirty-odd years, that random tapping at the window out in the dark quickens my heartbeat. Rain, tapping, ah yes, the beetles are back, and I return to my program.
Who says there's no drama here.
Stay safe. Be well.
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