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Revolution, and Hallelujah

Those two days fit for hiking were an illu­sion, though meteo­ro­lo­gi­cally spring the onset of the real sea­son is elu­sive, pla­ying hide and seek, a temp­tress of sorts, allo­wing me to hike one mor­ning and cau­sing me to look for my glo­ves the next.

I’m merely going to say the Democ­rats are in trou­ble,