The seasons are currently engaged in their seasonal tug of war, it's nothing new, it's just how it goes. We're nearing equinox, when neither the Holly King nor the Oak King have supremacy. Spring is raring to go, but winter not ready to relinquish its reign. So today I left the house in sunshine and blue skies, I put washing on the line to dry and chanced a lighter coat, only to find myself an hour later walking in the forest being lashed by hail and sleet. I should have known better really.
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