Gusty summer days elapse with a favorable friendly wind across our cheeks. Autumn days our backs bend against a brisk discomforting chill. Winter days, the birds perch among the unmoving ice burdened branches, and our ears strain heeding the slightest motion of life. Nerves unsettle in the frosty quiet stagnant stillness. We anxiously await the tender days of spring.
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