As I am a known 'winter hater', I have been asked a number of times this week if I am tired of winter yet. And after reflecting for a second my response was, "It's all relative." All those years we lived farther north moving from one tiny boonie town to another, we could expect a hard frost over September long weekend and freezing temperatures and snow through to the end of April. And while I have fully adjusted to the lovely (relatively) warm, (relatively) snowless, (relatively) short winters here I have to admit that my heart gives a little flutter when spring begins to peek over winter's shoulder.
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