When Will This Winter End?

Another morning, another run - my short run for the week, which is now eight miles. And yet again, I had the experience of running on fresh snow, while the wind was throwing more of the stuff into my face.

I could say, "Bah!" to this, but it was quite refreshing. And when the sun rose through the gap between the horizon and the snow clouds, shining in my face, my day was complete though in reality it had only just started.

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