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Thursday 27th 8.30 AM, I was in the garden when these thoughts came to me, so I wrote them down. Hope you like them.
Clouds invade the southern skies.
And hide the sunshine from the land.
The warmth from solar radiation,
Becomes a chill.
A saturation.
Where thoughts of spring in gentle breezes,
Chill in winds that pass through layers,
Shirts and vests, and warm wooly cardies,
Are scant protection, return depression.
And still desire for sun and warmth,
Impels me through the winter months.
Spring will come.
Spring will come.
For now, December. Outlook; COLD
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I liked it phil but it got a little depressing untill towards the end.
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that's what winter does to me, i actually thought that spring was springing, till the clouds came and covered the sun and the temperature dropped through the floor....it was a nice dream though
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Phil we have a couple more months here,I think I am lucky because I live in california and do not have to deal with snow and freezing temps.
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