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kollehSomehow, even though this winter's been full of warm days like this, today is the first one that really felt like spring. In spite of the snow still piled up a meter high in some places, and in spite of "warm" here meaning in the local sense of three degrees Celsius.
I was trying to figure out what indefinable quality had changed, something in the light or the air. I think it's the birdsong. Winters here are always muffled and silent. Today there are windchimes and the noise of living things all around.
I was trying to figure out what indefinable quality had changed, something in the light or the air. I think it's the birdsong. Winters here are always muffled and silent. Today there are windchimes and the noise of living things all around.
