It was bitter cold for a time in December and January but in the last two weeks we have woken up to light rain, partly cloudy skies, and a beautiful, if far removed, sun. If I believed in them, I might almost consider sacrificing my first born in thanks to the weather gods for this remarkable reprieve. I can throw open the windows in the house for a few minutes and hear the pattering of rain and the calling of birds. The flowers are coming up, confused as to what month it is. I think I'm getting confused too. This should either make for a remarkable end of winter or a disappointing return to more "normal" weather.
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