Even though it's only the beginning of February, the refrain I keep hearing around here (and saying to myself) is "when will it be Spring?" Siberians might be used to these long rough winters, but I don't think that means they enjoy them.
Listening to these guys while pretending the lamp in my kitchen emits tropical sunshine has been helping my winter blues.
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