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I love the change of seasons. I couldn’t imagine living where it is always the same.
 
I’m still trying to figure out why I should by any reasonable measure like winter.
 
I’m still trying to figure out why I should by any reasonable measure like winter.

When the snow piles up and the wind blows it into drifts and one can't get out of the driveway, one has a great excuse to stay home, read a good book, and eat Cheetos (if one had the foresight to buy some before the blizzard.
 
This is a particularly lazy morning. Snow on the ground and at 9:30 I haven't bothered to change out of my night jammies into my day jammies. Beginning to feel twinges of guilt, though, so guess I'll go find something more presentable to wear.
 
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