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Today is a good day. Yesterday the skies overhead were clear and blue, but near the horizon it faded into a pale haze, like winter was still clinging to the ground and wouldn't let go. Later in the afternoon white clouds were scattered across the sky, and it was warm enough to go outside without a coat. So I didn't wear one, and I was cold walking home from work. But there was a mist hanging in the air, making the streetlights have flourescent orange halos, and the smell in the air was full of spring and fires burning in nearby houses. It was nice. We had no power all day yesterday, from 8 am to 8 pm. Walking the hallways of my building was creepy, all the fire doors were shut and the floodlights didn't even have power, so you were in complete darkness. My son and I roamed the halls on the way to the exercise room with just a tiny light on my keychain which needed a new battery. We talked to each other about how it wasn't scary so we wouldn't be scared. Today the sky has been a solid grey, and a thunderstorm is just tapering off. My patio door is open for the second day in a row to let the fresh air in. I've been hesitant to commit myself to spring. I'm afraid that if I do, then a cold front will sweep through and bury us in snow. It will probably happen one more time, but I'm not against it. I'm ready for spring, but I want to cling to winter too. I wish the seasons weren't so regimented. I'd like to have 70 degree weather one day, and a foot of snow the next. The variety would be nice, I think.