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January 31st 2011    Tim Candler

    A little sunshine.  I pulled on the woolly hat, the outside coat, and the sensible shoes.  Walked one hundred paces into the fresh air and thought I would expire from heat.  A wiser person might have at least taken off his head gear, but I did not.   

     On the other side of the field, about half way home, I could feel sweat on my forehead, the glasses steamed, my ears glowed, and I thought my feet would explode.  So, as a demonstration of flexibility, I removed the gloves.

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