Have not had such a rocky spring in a long time. I used to say that spring was my worst season - so desperate for warmth, green, buds. Then I leaned into spring in a different way and quit dissing it. My patience is up, I am tired of reading about how this is a "normal" spring. I want the winds and gray and cold to stop. I want the sun to win. I am going off the theater. Arsenic and old lace, is it warm there?
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