The temperature outside is 0. A big fat goose egg. But I am hoping for sunny skies soon. I’m dreaming of sitting in the sun. This time last year it was so much worse for me. Larry was so sick and only two weeks from finally taking his leave. Laura took me on a hike President’s Day and I left him alone. I thought of him all day. I don’t wish Larry had not passed, but going on alone is difficult.
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Later it went to -1, but I know Erin and Fleta are colder.
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