OK. It is March 8th. We've had some rain, mild temps, and happily some melting lately.
We can see the light at the end of the tunnel of a long, white winter.
We can smell spring!
That sentiment rang out loud and clear this morning as a guy stood in a muddy parking lot by the soccer field, hitting gold balls onto the still snow covered field. Big smile on his face.
I am a Putnamaniac because we all show our anticipation of spring weather in different ways!
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