Yesterday it was over sixty degrees. We wore short sleeves and, if we were feeling particularly confident, sandals. Today there are snow-filled clouds waiting on the western horizon.
The flood in 2013 washed away more than eight feet of soil between two ponds. The trail that ran between them is still missing.
Mechanical creatures await naming in someone's front yard.
Confused, never-meant-to-be pets await owners at Petsmart.
I have to go find my snow shovel now...
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