
I know this is not the end of winter, but I think yesterday might have mortally wounded the old man. It might take a while for him to disappear, but we have seen spring and any return to winter will not drive the memory of yesterday's warmth away.
It was just a great Sunday. By the time we headed to church at Cape Carteret Presbyterian, I knew we were going to have a beautiful day. As we walked back to car after the service, it felt like spring.
After lunch, we celebrated our first day with the temperature reaching to sixty by trimming our roses and hauling the waste to the trash transfer point. It was like grand central station with pickup trucks. Everyone was hauling yard waste. We even saw my colleague, Ed from the real estate office, backed up to the bulk container.
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