Dogs out for their morning walks dressed in blankets. Cold March days in Berlin!
Now if only a blizzard had come through last night and left us with three feet (one meter!) of snow, this would be just like my 10th birthday exactly 20 years ago.
Now there's a nice thought – a 10th birthday. I remember so clearly how big that felt, turning from single digits to double ones. Is 30 as big a deal as 10? Probably not.
Oddly, I can't remember my 20th birthday at all. I mean, I think I remember it, but I don't remember it feeling as momentous.
Anyway, here's to each decade being better than the last!
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