Twas a very cold walk around the block this morning - darn that constipated little dog! Wind was whipping up snow flake tornadoes and throwing them in my face. But I heard a sign (or a sing) of spring. The chickadee in my neighborhood exchanged his "Chick - a - dee - dee - dee" song for "Fee - bee."
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