Weather is a conversation extrapolated from a conversation I had yesterday about season, and the seasons in NY. Despite living in Las Vegas for about five years now, I seem to still identify primarily with the state I grew up in (even if I lost my accent before I even left there half a decade ago.

This, my 125th post, follows a man shoveling his walk, talking to his new neighbor from California about the shifts in climature the new resident can expect.


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