Windy City

It feels like it’s been windy in Burlington for weeks. We’ve all come up with our own description for what we imagine we look like fighting the wind. Katherine is pretty sure she looks like a baby horse, stumbling all over. Seth sat on the couch for two hours wishing the wind away the other morning. And every time I hit the wind, I feel like a rag doll, flailing around and barely avoiding collapse.

This image also works, although I’m sure the ducklings are far cuter than me when windblown.

Where are you spring!?

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