Weird, isn't it? Somehow,
in the dead of winter... |
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when it's 40 below, and so cold
your words just freeze in the air... |
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you think you'll never hear
a robin's song again... |
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or see a blossom on a cherry tree. |
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Then one day, you wake up and bingo,
light coming through the mini-blinds... |
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has softened with a tick of rose... |
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and the cold morning air
has lost its bite. |
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It's spring once again, the
streets are paved with mud... |
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and the hills are alive
with the sound of mosquitoes. |
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Speaking of which, we're
just a couple of days away... |
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from the annual Mosquito Festival... |
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which promises to be
an out of sight bash. |
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Local vintners predict
a vintage Beaujolais... |
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after a near perfect crowberry season. |
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KBHR's contribution
this year, truffles. |
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You heard me right. Those
sensual gems of the loamy soil... |
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Alaskan black truffles. |
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Courtesy of the good graces and
deep pockets of Maurice Minnifield... |
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we have purchased us
a prize truffle rooting pig... |
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and the hunt begins tomorrow! |
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You know, I thought winter
was so awful. |
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