So far there has been no roaring here. The forecast calls for warmer temperatures by the weekend. Maybe spring will come early this year.
Our three-week stay in NC made me even more anxious for winter to be over. I want balmy breezes, yellow daffodils, and bird song.
I don’t want to wear my down jacket and boots anymore. I don’t want to have to bully my way through the city snowplow’s leavings at the end of the driveway. I don’t want to curl my toes when walking across the driveway.
Wait! Was that a robin I heard?
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