It's 60ºF outside right now.
In Massachusetts.
In February.
The cats, chickens, and rabbits are thrilled. The fruit trees are confused. The snow shovels look listless.
If this were any other year, I'd be irritated, but this is my 89-year-old grandmother's first winter in New England since 1984, and honestly, I'm glad it's a mild one for her. Still not happy about this whole climate change thing, but at least my Gran isn't buried under feet upon feet of snow like she would've been if she'd moved up a few years ago.
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