Has anyone noticed a big change showing about? It comes in the form of Spring-like temperatures right smack in the early light of Winter. Here in the Northeastern United States, every season has that unique feel for every person, and that’s fine for the great of man. But for one sole occupant here at remostrainbarn, this whole situation feels pretty darn strange.
For all that it’s worth, praise should be given to who and whatever is behind all this. We can’t see it, but we can definitely feel it. Ahhh! 56 degrees when you step out in the morning or afternoon or evening! A few days of relief for commuter and transit worker, and anyone else who must deal with elements on the hourly. Something is finally kind to all those who keep the city going on rails and tires. And after last Winter’s brutal assault, one would certainly wish continued luck for those in service everyday—bus driver, train operator, conductor.
In the weather’s translation, as a keen observer of these things, the cold feel is not there. The cold: a pulsating, driving force that guarantees a badge of honor for standing up to it. It’s nice to think us hearty, Northeasterners have been given a gift. On the same token one can’t let their guard down. While enjoying for what it’s worth, M.N. is a tricky girl. She has smiled up us, but be careful when she winks.