I’ve lived in Canada my entire life and, for the most part, I don’t complain about the weather. I do find it interesting how much our dress changes from winter to spring. The first few warm days I find myself staring at knees. Knees of all things! We are so bundled up for so long that, by the time nice weather hits, the smallest bit of skin makes animals out of us.
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Bring on the good weather. Please!