The meteorologist was wrong about a temperature rise to thirty-eight degrees Fahrenheit yesterday. Either that or I blinked. Today the prediction was better. Tomorrow and Saturday are supposed to be in the forties. Can't wait. Spring is twenty-five days from now.
The hatch on the car thawed and intended to go to Manilla Bridges Trail, but Julie walked by with her pup, Mishka, so we walked around town with her instead.
Long as we were in town, I stopped internet Post Office and picked up the Mast General Store sock order. Their brand of wool socks fit well, last long and are affordable.
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