I have been waiting three months to make this comment: it is spring. I am not sure if yesterday’s bout of cold precipitation was merely one final insult from Old-Man Winter or a reminder that simply being spring doesn’t mean it will always feel like spring, but regardless; it provides a great-deal of happiness to me to say winter is over.
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