It’s currently 61 degrees. At night. In Detroit. In January. I’m not given to global climate change hysteria, but even I have to start to wonder. It’s only a few degrees warmer right now where my dad lives. In Florida. A few days ago it was in the teens, and we had about 8 inches of snow on the ground. Now? Snow’s almost all gone, and it’s warm enough to go without a coat — or even in shorts.
I wish every winter day was like this around here, actually. Winter gets old after 32 years or so.




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