It’s May. And it’s snowing.

Speak not of Sultry Spring lest Father Frost return, his icy fingers outstretched, blanketing us once more in his crystalliferous call.

It’s snowing. In Denver. Right now.

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Author: PhilRW

software engineer, pianist, polymath

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