This morning I’m waiting for the bus at 6:20 am and it’s only 41 degrees Fahrenheit. There’s no snow. Maybe I have climate change to thank but I’m loving it. Contrast this to Rexburg, where I’ve spent the last 5 winters, and you’ll know that this is paradise. In Rexburg this morning, it is 24 degrees. Jeepers. I didn’t even miss my misplaced earmuffs this morning. I didn’t even have to deal with the catch 22 of fogging up my glasses when I pull my scarf over my nose.

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