B E B E R E

"...and all should cry, Beware! Beware! her flashing eyes! her floating hair! Weave a circle round her thrice, and close your eyes with holy dread! for she on honey-dew hath fed, and drunk the milk of Paradise."

Actually, just came in from battling the elements. Gosh darnit, it's windy out there.

(My apologies to Coleridge.)