I move all my winter coats out of my everyday closet. The heavy shearlings, the wools, and the puffers all re-locate to a new, over-stuffed closet. I feel lighter just seeing all those big, bulky coats gone.
Today I wake up to the mid-30's. I'm back in a coat I thought would be hibernating for the next six months.
And then, on my way to work, I see this:
Yup, the remains of an overnight snow dusting. I guess it's safe to say that spring has not yet sprung.
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