Type: Open journal Date: full moon (February 22nd), evening
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The winter is waning, you can smell it in the air, along with the cold, and with death too. Still cold, snow on the ground but there is a shift as well. I suppose it is fitting that it is a Snow Moon; the winter goes away and the promise of spring is coming back.
It has been another influx of people in town again. They happen from time to time. I hope all are well.