The wind is blowing and I like it. I don't mind the gusts that rock the truck and try to grab the hat off my head. The churning of the atmosphere is fine with me today because I can tell the warm south air is a harbinger of spring. I know that warm is subjective; it is not warm like a biscuit or sitting in the sun; it is warm compared to cold.
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