Summertime...

Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer... Richard III, Act I, Scene 1

OK, maybe not quite, but it is 68 F (16 C) right now and a lot of confused trees are budding and sprouting leaves, and those clouds that lour'd on our house have gone somewhere else.

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