Got a weather boy named Ben
Says last night on the news that today was going to be" ridiculously perfect".
He is right! You know, that extreme fresh crisp smell of Arctic winter air. That is the only thing that makes me think of the old home town of Superior Wisconsin. 72 degrees, clear as far as the eye can see. Perfect.
February and my doors and windows are wide open. Wow. T-shirt is on. Bare feet. Smiles on my face.
The buzz of talking about God.
Love it. Just love it.
Fantastic day.
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