"Charlie Self" wrote in message
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I love this time of year, early morning before it's light, and nippy air
that
helps clear the head. Today, I need to cut some cabinet doors, and I don't
want

I love the change of seasons. The occasional gray day, after weeks of
bright sunlight. That crispness, after months of heat. The first snowflakes.

The days get shorter.
The first green buds that appear.
The days that grow longer...