I don't go outside in the winter because it's too cold. I don't go out in the summer because it's too hot. I go out in the spring and fall to look around for a while but get back inside as soon as I can.
It hasn't been too hot where we live. Yet. I'm sure it's coming. It always comes. Why does it always have to come? I don't invite it, yet every year there it is. Unwanted. Uninvited. Unloved. Come June 1st I will start counting down to October 1st.
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Have a great day!
Christer.