Perhaps spring is finally here? It's seventy this morning. Or so the electro-weather-ma-doodles say. It feels cooler. Perhaps the wind, which is breezing through nicely. The air again has that feeling of warm and cool all at once. But the sun shall rise and the cool shall depart, and we will be left with warm, lovely lovely warm. Spring, please be here. Winter doesn't suit me.
1 Yes, it's been far too quiet here. I've got to blabber about something.