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I am loving this grey cold dank April to a ridiculous degree. Possibly because it's not grey cold and dank for long at a time, though I wouldn't mind if it was. (She says: who froze in her winter coat on Sunday in spite of sun and thought 'no really this is a bit much.') This is the April I remember not only from childhood-- grey Novemberish Easters when it might even snow-- but from more recent years as well.
( Reading Wednedays )