A cold Saturday in March
On a chilly, or should I say a downright cold Saturday morning in late March one can dream about the summer days ahead. Or one could clean closets and use the last of the winter days to finish up those projects you were going to work on all winter and didn't. Better yet, one could choose to get outside move around in the cold and hope this is the last week that we consistently drop close to zero!
The winter months have been long; but the spring days ahead are full of promise. On this particular Saturday I will be dreaming of warm days ahead and leave the closets until next winter!
Saturday, March 23, 2013
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