Well, within a two week period the temperature plummeted here! We had snow flurries last weekend. The snow did not stick, but it was a sad reminder of things to come. Not that I don't like snow. I do. There is something magical about FRESH fallen snow. But when it sticks around for months and months and months (no exaggeration, unfortunately), one gets a bit sick of the snow. By then, it turns all gross and dirty. The beautiful virgin white snow is only a memory.
I think I need this hat makes the statement I will want to make by January.
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