It was very windy and cold today.
The winter tree stretched its arms upward toward the sky as far as it could reach, delighting in the sun's radiance. I think the tree had the same idea I had.
There's no argument that this is still the middle of winter, but the Carolina blue sky and sun's warmth gave us both the promise that spring is really going to happen again, as it did last year, and always has before, and always will, forever and ever.
On beautiful winter days like today, sometimes the promise of spring is almost better than spring itself.
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