So I flew out of town for work on Sunday which was Day 39 below freezing.
Yesterday, the high was in the mid-30's. Lakes unfroze, rivers flowed, streams babbled, parkas were shed, short pants pressed and donned. Ok, so maybe I exaggerate a tad but does this mean that Spring is upon us? Was the alliterative rodent meteorologist not as accurate this year as he never is? Well, we shall see how the temps hold up when I get back to nordic country later this week.
I'm dubious at best.
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