Winter lingers here in the high desert and so often we wish it gone. Away, go away Winter and pull along the summer behind you. Please cold wind, blow out the fog and breathe in the sunshine. We wish for tomorrows that are warmer, cleaner, longer. Perhaps we could consider the present moment as the best we’ve ever had. Suppose we take off our hats, untie our mittens, lie down and fly away with snow angels.
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