As today mimics a winter day in New Haven, in times like these I remind myself that spring is coming. Reach out to your plant friends today, because seasonal affective disorder is REAL for those who photosynthesize. The wind shaking my incoming leaf buds and the clouds obscuring my only source of happiness, I tremble at the cold all alone, for no one likes to visit when its freezing. Not a soul to be seen out and about today, but I remember that soon the hibernating yalies will come out and the sun always returns.
Is it still winter?
Sunny days seem far away
Wind swept branches wave
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