Spring next week.

Well, Old Man Winter – you’ve been given your ultimatum.  Diane has drawn a line in the sand.  No more, we’ve had enough.  This time last year, the crocuses were out.  Just sayin!
Fifteen women met for various distances this morning – some doing 6 kilometres, some doing 12, and I heard rumours of a 20 kilometre plan?  We were pleased that the temperature was a bit higher but treacherous ice underfoot continued to slow some of us down and toppled me once.  We ended up quite spread out in groups of 3 or 4. 
In less than a week, the vernal equinox will cause the sun’s rays to start heating the northern hemisphere.  I cannot wait!  Please remind me this summer if you ever hear me complaining about the heat!   

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