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Now this is more like it. Warm-ish, springy weather. Daylight savings, as much as it interferes with my sleep, makes the day longer. Thankfully there was nothing left of the nasty rain/snowstorm on Sunday as it washed itself away, so practically all snowdrifts are now gone and a few trees are actually making a stab at budding.

Favourite time of year. If only I were back in Nova Scotia, I’d be standing outside my dad’s sugar house right now, letting maple steam fall all over me. Trust me, that’s a pleasure that one simply can’t explain, only experience.

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