Happiness is...
Wearing sunglasses in March. Yes, it's unfortunate to be back in cold Minnesota, white and dreary, but when I walked out today there was still a bright sun hanging high in the sky. That is one constant... and it means one important thing. The snow reflects sunlight like a clear pond reflects the trees. The day seems even brighter, the drive nicer. And I am forced to put on my sunglasses. That's a good sign, right?
It's got to be close. I can almost smell it... springtime.
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