I love that yesterday we woke up with snow and freezing temperatures, and today I broke a sweat on an early evening dog walk around the neighborhood. Seriously. It was almost 70 degrees this afternoon.
You should have seen me trying to get dressed this morning. Because, really? How does one dress for the weather when not even professional forecasters have a clue?
In other news, my begonias seem to still be alive. Or maybe they are in shock? They just didn't look dead, which is a minor miracle in my book.
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There is just something wrong with that.
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