The sun was out all weekend and it really felt like this winter may not last forever. Blue skies, small blessings.
(Post title from “The Poems of Our Climate,” by our buddy Wallace Stevens.)
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The sun was out all weekend and it really felt like this winter may not last forever. Blue skies, small blessings.
(Post title from “The Poems of Our Climate,” by our buddy Wallace Stevens.)