We here in the District They Call Columbia went from 60F on Friday to snow on Saturday. Yesterday morning it was 19F when I took my walk. March certainly faffs about.
But Saturday when I went out, while it was still snowing, I did
have to acknowledge that it was beautiful, and I was grateful to be reminded of
that.
Here’s what I mean.
Still--I'd also be very grateful for the beauties of Spring.
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