When it's cold out,
you can bundle up and embrace your hot water bottle and get warm.
Spring is
lovely. Flip flops and fewer clothes, smaller bills. But the heat? Pfft.
The
gardening? Yes, nice. The mosquitoes? Not so much. Cycle of life, you got
there. Seasons, and cranky times.
Then waking to the cool morning, when it's
rained, the mosquitoes are asleep til later on, and the grass is damp beneath
your bare feet, the forest around you vibrant green green.
Life at its best
requires a whole bunch of ability to go ahead and just say "Oh, alright.
Yes."
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