A new season is attempting to arrive:
The temperature is rising and the winds are blowing.
Day and night you can hear them howl.
It's as if the spring can't enter on it's own and needs a mighty burst of air to usher it in.
Despite the wind, winter never gives up easily.
The coming month will be a battle.
But no matter how it plays out in the coming days, the outcome is certain:
Spring will win.
Eventually, in it's own time, spring always wins.
Always.
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