Writing sarcasm

Fern backlit

I imprinted on my Midwestern childhood weather patterns and January is not supposed to have pleasant, warm, sunny days. Warm meaning over 50°F. [Ah, yes, below freezing overnight…that fits.]

White camellia

However, I try to work (huffing and puffing, I admit) against type and accept my present reality. With blooms! And a t-shirt as I do my (present goal) 4mi walks.

Sarcasm is tricky even face-to-face. Recorded pundits struggle to make it work…without ambiguity. In text, in the written word, perhaps even more tricky. I bow to reality…and I very much enjoyed today’s weather. Without any Brexit BS involved. heh

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