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it's sixty-three degrees outside. it feels like spring.
but i want my goddamned snow!!!
all right, all right, i take it back. i'm sitting out back on the deck now...it's warm, there's a bit of a breeze...and a ladybug just landed nearby. it is lovely. though i always wonder how a few warm days affect the ecosystem. like, do bugs and stuff come out, thinking it's spring, and then die when it gets cold again? and other animals? or do they have a sense of time that tells them this is just unseasonable, just a bit of a break? and i did make the mistake of walking around barefoot, and there's still a bunch of rock salt on the ground...ow. wintry gravel. the sun's already behind my house, at two in the afternoon. short days, still. but it's pretty. the sky's all clear. and that ladybug is still exploring.
but i want my goddamned snow!!!
all right, all right, i take it back. i'm sitting out back on the deck now...it's warm, there's a bit of a breeze...and a ladybug just landed nearby. it is lovely. though i always wonder how a few warm days affect the ecosystem. like, do bugs and stuff come out, thinking it's spring, and then die when it gets cold again? and other animals? or do they have a sense of time that tells them this is just unseasonable, just a bit of a break? and i did make the mistake of walking around barefoot, and there's still a bunch of rock salt on the ground...ow. wintry gravel. the sun's already behind my house, at two in the afternoon. short days, still. but it's pretty. the sky's all clear. and that ladybug is still exploring.