Of course it would wait until March 1st to snow like the dickens. Just as I begin to dream of green branches and warm breezes and daffodils, the white wonderland arrives. Oh, well. I'm determined to ENJOY it and romp around one last time in the cold.
Whilst the world turns white, enjoy this blast from the past. The bro sang this to me on the way home from our trip to the church we grew up in/seeing my parents.
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