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We hit 70 degrees yesterday with a southerly breeze that was at the same time refreshing and pesky. I threw open all the windows and the wind whistled and leaves slammed against the screens, but I really didn’t care. It felt so good to have fresh air flowing through the house.
Soon the Juncos will disappear and the spring migrants will begin arriving, and by then it will be time to dig in the garden again. I can’t wait.