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Such is the life of a Sheridanite. Mother Nature has, as of late, revamped her grudge against our unassuming town and dumped entirely too much snow on us in the early stages of spring. Said one local, “Well, I really just don’t get it. This is supposed to be a time of sunshine, birds, and flowers. Instead, what do we get? A bunch of snow. That’s just cruel.”
However, Sheridan has been granted a momentary respite from the mountains of white rubbish. The fates have seen fit to part the skies and have a metaphorical ray of sunshine shine down (because why should we expect literal sunlight in spring, right?) in the form of rain. That’s right, Sheridan! Gone are the days of snow and flurries of cold oppression. We can now spit in nature’s face and enjoy this season as we’re meant to, with wavering optimism. We all know it’s probably going to snow again soon, but if we don’t think about it too much it might not happen. Fingers crossed, Sheridan. Fingers crossed.