End, Beginning

Its arrival was a bit of an imposition but yesterday's brisk snowstorm was discreet, with everything left as it was on Friday.



The thermometer passed fifty by mid-afternoon today, melting most of the slush and ice flung around by twenty-five miles-per-hour wind gusts, and the beginning of daylight savings time has made for a bright, long evening pleasant enough to content nearly anyone.



The weatherman's talking of one more cold spell; then on to spring.

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