In one of this life’s big ironies, I came down with my first real illness of the year just before the first day of spring.
So instead of taking my doggie, Una, for leisurely walks in the increasingly warming sun, I’ve languished at home, sniffling and coughing. The simplest tasks have exhausted me, and laughing produces a bout of cough convulsions.
Fun, fun, fun. Oh, happy spring!
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