It was a long dark winter. Most of the country has experienced the season as the bitterest of cold, and it never seemed to end. I know we are exhausted from winter; therefore, sighting a first sprig of green, or the annual appearance of a robin is cause for momentary celebration. It feels so good to open a window for fresh air and not hear the, “you’re letting the cold in!”
It was a long dark winter. Most of the country has experienced the season as the bitterest of cold, and it never seemed to end. I know we are exhausted from winter; therefore, sighting a first sprig of green, or the annual appearance of a robin is cause for momentary celebration. It feels so good to open a window for fresh air and not hear the, “you’re letting the cold in!”
It was a long dark winter. Most of the country has experienced the season as the bitterest of cold, and it never seemed to end. I know we are exhausted from winter; therefore, sighting a first sprig of green, or the annual appearance of a robin is cause for momentary celebration. It feels so good to open a window for fresh air and not hear the, “you’re letting the cold in!”