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Even though there’s a beautiful white blanket to protect the frozen ground, the wind fights to blow warm breezes past my pink cheeks. The seasons may be changing, but the weather is fine; sunny skies and snowy trees. The prettiest time of the year. Spring is in the air, yet winter wants to stay a while, so they compromised. As I sit in the sun, I start to realize this won’t last forever, so I cozy into my chair all bundled up, and enjoy the weather.

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