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Reminiscing

I remember back when I was in college, must have been my sophomore year, that there was a February Saturday that hit almost 70 degrees. I remember this because we went to the drug store and bought a kite and I wrote one of my best poems ever about that day. It was outstanding, it just what everyone needed to make February disappear for just the day.

So it’s a Saturday now about 18 years later (I was going to say less but why lie) and the high today is 14 and the low is -7. There is no end of this weather in site. The best we might do is apparently on Feb 21st, when they predict a high of 40. Then it goes back down to a high of 27.

I would like a 50 degree day. Just one. I’m not even asking for 60, just 50. No windchill. No snow. I can’t believe how cold this winter has been. I really really need some warm out there. I heard birds this morning and it felt exactly like a spring morning with the sun and the tweeting. But I knew better.

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