It will never be now again, therefore I felt incumbent to document the first day of the new year (2023). I coated up, doubly so, and excurted out my front door. Frosty at 31 F, my fickle-friend Sammy (the family dog) groaned when I called for him to join me; but naaah...he remained lugubrious under his stinky blanket, and surely more sleep was his preference.
I'm not a religious person, but if God has ever blessed me it certainly happened this morning...so I wasn't alone.
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