You're killing me, Georgia.
Killing me.
Do you even remember a little thing called Winter?
What's supposed to come before Spring?
The thing that gets me through the rest of your sweltering year?
I would enjoy these beautfiul days more if they weren't in February... and didn't make me dread what must lie ahead in the upcoming months.
Ah, well. Enjoying this cooler rainy Saturday.
78 though?.... Really??
Ugh.
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