Mar 28
2012
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… there was fog in the morning.
… I wore my spring and fall coat.
… I wore a skirt that only came to my knees.
… I saw two puddles.
… the snow had that heavy, damp crunch to it.
… I walked through a pile of slush.
… the sun was still up when I left the gym at 7 pm.
… I saw pussy willows beginning to bud.
… there were drips of water falling off our roof.
… I saw squirrel tracks all over the path.
… Spring is finally here and I am excited as only a person who has been staring at snow since the beginning of November can be.