I love the surprise on people's faces, as if they never expected thier master plan would actually come to fruition. I am speaking, of course, of the weather, for what else is there to talk about? Yes, they grin and agree and plot to keep these "nice" days coming on strong, obviously in spite of winter. The smug satisfaction of a job well-done, and the suprise that grim, awful, dirty winter has once again ended. Let there not be rain in the spring, they ululate, or else cast down the meteorologist for his dirty, shameful lies!
I'm gonna miss winter.
I'm gonna miss winter.
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i was marking the anniversary of his death