The wind was very gusty, and those gusts just kept on coming. Algy moved to a lower branch to be on the safe side, but he was beginning to feel somewhat shaken. The twisted old tree was strong enough, having survived many storms worse than this one, but Algy felt that maybe he wasn’t quite sturdy enough himself. Algy’s friends were saying that it was the first day of spring, but he was not entirely convinced …

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