Yet another week that hints of summer. 70 degrees – nearly reaching the 80s – again in New Jersey. I forget winter ever existed, my sweaters buried deep beneath colorful. Sheer. Floaty. Pretty.
March 2012. It’s not quite over, and it has already been marked in the books as most loved month, to be remembered forever.
Thank you, universe, for giving us the sun and breezy summer nights. Thank you, for bringing us out of the grey with all the heat, energy, and love we could spare.
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