And ... for all my yippin' about the cold, I think those who live where there are no real seasons miss a lot. City folk, too (which now I are one).
The wonder of spring ... the magic of new life ... the joy of summer ... the flourish of fall ... and, yes, even the rest of winter ... keep one in touch with beauty ... in a way that machines can never equal.
Oh. Oh. Sorry. Didn't mean to get carried away. Still ... I often feel that way.
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