In winter there is no heat, no light, no noon, evening touches morning, there is fog, and mist,
the window is frosted, and you cannot see clearly. The sky is but the mouth of a cave. The whole day is the cave. The sun has the appearance of a pauper.
Frightful season! Winter changes into stone the water of heaven and the heart of man.
Victor Hugo – Les Miserables
We have had a fog advisory for three days, but I think it will finally be gone later today. It’s too much to hope for sunshine, so I’ll hope for a Packers win!!
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Thank you and I’m ready for spring or, at least, an end to the fog!
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It’s hard to call this winter now that all the snow has melted, but after the ice storm and four days of fog, his words perfectly described the scene.
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