We headed out for an early birthday dinner for John last Thursday. After eating sushi and seaweed salad until we were stuffed we headed for home. I caught my breath when I opened the car door and looked westward. The sky was a mottled ochre with splotches of indigo. The trees rustled with a wind we'd not felt in months. And by the following day we felt Spring. It's been a long haul this Winter. We're not done yet; more snow tomorrow. But it was almost sixty today with brilliant sun.

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