"Oh the wind is lashing lustily,

and the trees are thrashing thrustily,

And the leaves are rustling gustily.

So it's rather safe to say

That it seems that it may turn out to be

It feels that it will undoubtedly

It looks like a rather blustery day, today," says Winnie the Pooh

Ah, 'tis magic to recall the wonderful memories

of childhood~~~

how my father set me upon his knee

and read "Injun Summer" to me.