Just when you think spring is here, when all the birds are frantically starting to defend their territories and to find mates, and all the bulbs start showing their heads, you look out your window and all you see is snow. And you are up half the night because your feet are so cold you simply can't sleep. They say the weather gets rough towards the end of March, so I guess that
is true. But I want my spring back, I want sunshine and a gentle, warm breeze.
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