Well, noon has come and the day has warmed up to the point I can't abide wearing the thin sweater I took to work, so I am in shirt sleeves and wondering if I will soon be able to do without my tee shirt. There is a light breeze blowing the cumulus hither and yon amidst the shit-storm of sunlight that is falling on everything. The glare is awesome--you really need shades if you are going out doors to shovel the walk. The way that light is coming down, though, it won't do you any good. It's awful, man. Soon as you get to the end, and turn around, zap, everything is all bright and warm again. I hate winter.

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