The end of February in New England ALWAYS feels this horrible. You have a few teasingly nice days, and then WHAM.
I guess this is the price you have to pay for living in the north…
@Minando, On the plus side: really, REALLY fresh maple syrup. Sure, you have to spend weeks and weeks and weeks cooking it down, but hey! If you’re going to sit in the corner and sob, you may as well sit in the corner and sob while holding a stirring paddle. And bring a jar of pickles.
Vachel, move over and pass me the cookies, please.
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