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Thank goodness for cold weather and hail... now I’ve got flowers

The other morning when it was minus four degrees, I couldn’t believe the calendar. It said it was April… almost May, and someone left the air conditioner set on summertime. The floor was cold, the fans were blowing in their summer-time downward mode. I was dressed in my lightweight, fifteen-year-old gown which had nothing to do with warmth. I was covered, but my chill-bumps showed through the cotton. It was cold.

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