Springing Forward… Into Spring… I Hope

Last week, when I was down east visiting my mum, we set our clocks forward an hour to Daylight Saving Time. Moving the clocks forward has always been a sign of spring. A sort of “springing forward” into spring.  Sort of. Except it didn’t look much like spring to me. This is the view from my mum’s kitchen window the …

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