All winters are different, where I live near Binghamton, New York.
All winters are the same.
Do those two statements make sense? To me they do. Winter, where I live, means snow, cold and ice. Some years we get lots of it. Some years, we get less. But the weather is mostly the same.
Sometimes, there is a rare day, when weather miracles happen.
Last Friday, the temperature got into the 50's and the sun shone. Late in the day, though, a cold front came through.
Was nature trying to issue an apology in advance for the winter weather still to come?
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