Wednesday, March 11, 2009

March 11

Today is sunny and windy and warm for March in central New York, probably nearly 60 degrees. I was out getting the mail, and I decided to rake just a tad, just because the grass was so matted down and ugly. While the forceful, frigid flurry whipped my hair around beneath the bright blue sky, my mind mused on how I was experiencing a storybook quality March day. You know, the kind of day depicted by a watercolor of a father and his son at the park with a kite, captioned with a clever (yet educational) statement about March winds.

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