The Shortest Month Always Seems the Longest
February is the shortest month, and where we are in Central New York, it also ends up feeling like the coldest. Meterologically speaking, I don’t know if this is the case, but after four months of the cold and white stuff falling from the sky, it freaking feels like the cold has settled in my bones and will never leave. And even though it is short, I feel like I have to pack in a million things into it. Thankfully...
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