A season of doubt

This has been a strange winter in the midwest. Summer seemed to persist into November, compressing fall into but a month. Snow arrived just in time for Christmas, and then melted away soon after. January has come and gone with nary a whisper. February is here now, and there are only traces of snow left on the ground – minor pockets of ice and snow that hide in the shadows from the suns warm wrath.

I wish mother nature would make up her mind and pick a season.

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