Wet New Wind Of March
I'm so tempted to find my skirts and jacket again. (Alas, the wrong ones are long and short respectively.) The wind is full of warmth and water, whisking its fingers through my hair until I look like a happy koosh ball, and the thing about mud in March is that after the snow it looks downright sweet.
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(Also, you write well. ;))
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My umbrella did the Mary Poppins thing this morning... probably should just have left it folded.
Also, I am VERY glad that you have your warm coat, because you will need it later.
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And yeah, I did need my coat, but it's okay -- one day I won't.
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(Icon! BWEE.)
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