Two days of sunshine, I suppose one should be happy with that. The long grey days do have an impact on you and I'm starting to crave a change in weather now. It's within reach though, the birds have started to sing and the days are getting brighter - hurray!
“She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
"Winter is dead.”
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
"Winter is dead.”
- A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young.
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