Glimmers of spring

This weekend, it got up to 70 degrees here.  I know, that’s evil of me to say when half the country is still buried under epic amounts of snow, but it really was like waking up from a long nap and being greeted with a warm cup of tea and a copy of The New Yorker (okay, maybe that metaphor was a bit me-specific).

And so, while it’s back to the realm of the freezing, I’m staring at the daffodils poking their heads out in search of longer days and commiserating.

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