There's a storm blowing through today that is just hard to imagine. There are big, fat flakes of snow, whirling around like today was the 17th of December instead of April. The weather is supposed to be crap all week, meaning no scooter riding. It also means I should have already gotten the lawn fertilizer and weed killer down so it could be watered in, just like my neighbors have already done.
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