Every year it seems to me I hear complaints about spring. It is either 'late' or 'unusually cold,' 'abnormally dry' or 'fantastically wet,' for no one is ever willing to admit that there is no such thing as a normal spring.
Every year it seems to me I hear complaints about spring. It is either 'late' or 'unusually cold,' 'abnormally dry' or 'fantastically wet,' for no one is ever willing to admit that there is no such thing as a normal spring.
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