
This is by no means a way of gloating, but it struck me the other day that I am much more aware of the beautiful weather and warmer temperatures because of growing up in a colder part of the country. The north east US is beautiful too. There is no comparison to the lush green summers or the dazzling autumns. But to listen to bird songs on a cold January day in New York would just not happen.
So Thank you New York, for sharing the crisp air of winter with me for my childhood; now if only I could send all you cold state family and friends some sunshine and 65 degrees...
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