At the opposite end of the spectrum
Today, it's a beautiful Sunday. The snow, save for a few shaded spots here and there, is gone. Apollo is disappointed, of course. His wonderful new playground has vanished, and who knows if it'll return? I don't mind terribly. It's just warm enough to remind me of the late spring days, when I would spend some time basking in the warming sun. The touch of humidity from the melting snow helps foster this illusion.
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