Spring is lurking backstage while winter hangs onto every ounce of its last, numbered days. I long to shed all the layers, to not curse out loud when I forget my gloves at home, to not have to bundle up in a heavy jacket when stepping outside, to strop dreading having to take Wally out for a walk, to be able to sit outdoors for happy hour... That's part of the reason for why I'm currently on a flight to the warmer pastures of Los Angeles. Enjoy this mood board while the mercury finishes its slow climb.
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