I can't remember a year when I was so anxious for spring to arrive (and it's still a long way off). This winter seems interminable.
I've become a recluse as I wait for weather that is less inhospitable. All I want is to be able to open windows and let air in. So far, whenever it begins to warm a bit and become a little less hostile, whammo! Another blast of Arctic air moves down and shuts us back in a deep freeze.
The older I get, the less amusing this winter thing becomes. Geesh.
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