Sometimes I’m not sure I believe in Global Warming . . .
It’s the last day of March and the snowplows were out this morning. As we trekked up the icy sidewalk to school I pondered upon why they call it Spring semester, thus far I have not come up with any logical answers. I’m thinking about moving to Mexico.
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There is hope! Our glacier has vanished from in front of our house.
We missed our chance though, we should have become the Utah distributors of Yak Trax this year.