I never seem to notice how the weather depicts my mood, until the hint of spring arrives, as it did last weekend.
“Why am I so uncontrollably happy?” I thought to myself as I drove around town Saturday morning.
My car windows were rolled down and a breeze swept over my bare arms.
On a walk Sunday evening, I watched as families played softball and enjoyed picnics at the Handy Farm park.
It was this weekend’s spring weather that urged me (and what appeared to be so many others) to come and stay outside.
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