For years - decades in fact - I have detested the early part of spring.
Now the late part of spring, that is a different matter, once the grass has sprung, the flowers bloomed, and the birds are singing in the trees. Even before that is fine.
But just now, as the snow melts to reveal the ground once again, I don't feel happy.
This has always been a mystery to me. I love the sun. It's great to get outside. True, it is the end of the ski season, but soon it will be cycling season. I can't loose!
Except I feel out of sorts around now.
Yesterday though, I suddenly realized what it is: mold!
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