Even the weather.....

We were sitting in the hot tub.  The wind was blowing and making the Aspen trees sway into each other, their limbs still bare of leaves.  The air was no longer the biting cold it could be.  Much of the snow around the house had melted leaving patches here and there of dirty crusty snow swimming in a sea of mud.  A thick cloud cover made the sky dark.  Even the weather seemed to be depressed.--Lisa Loomis (Casanova Cowboy--a novel)

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