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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="http://cs.newhampshire.com/utility/FeedStylesheets/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>Live Free and Blog : Snow</title><link>http://cs.newhampshire.com/blogs/live_free_and_blog/archive/tags/Snow/default.aspx</link><description>Tags: Snow</description><dc:language>en</dc:language><generator>CommunityServer 2.1 (Build: 60809.935)</generator><item><title>Doldrums....</title><link>http://cs.newhampshire.com/blogs/live_free_and_blog/archive/2008/03/04/Doldrums_2E002E002E002E00_.aspx</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 15:21:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">7b375189-dcc7-4af7-b4d3-2fc751a0220e:7407</guid><dc:creator>NHLife</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://cs.newhampshire.com/blogs/live_free_and_blog/comments/7407.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://cs.newhampshire.com/blogs/live_free_and_blog/commentrss.aspx?PostID=7407</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;p&gt;I looked up the definition of doldrums today.&amp;nbsp; Not because I didn&amp;#39;t know what it meant, but because I wanted to put it down here.&amp;nbsp; So you would know what I&amp;#39;m feeling and thinking these days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Doldrums&amp;quot; is defined as a &amp;quot;period of stagnation or slump&amp;quot; and also as &amp;quot;a period of depression or unhappy listlessness&amp;quot;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#39;s it.&amp;nbsp; That&amp;#39;s what happens when it snows nearly every day&amp;nbsp;from&amp;nbsp;November through March.&amp;nbsp; Some&amp;nbsp;call it cabin fever, some call it Seasonal Affective Disorder.&amp;nbsp; Others call it the winter blues.&amp;nbsp; I like to consider it a form of &amp;quot;March Madness&amp;quot;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I decided to write a letter.&amp;nbsp; Dear Mother Nature:&amp;nbsp; The sidewalks have all but disappeared.&amp;nbsp; The roads are closing in.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We are trapped - trapped! - in our homes.&amp;nbsp; We need&amp;nbsp;out!&amp;nbsp; Do you think you could possibly allow spring to be sprung already, because I&amp;#39;m not sure how much longer we can make it.&amp;nbsp; It was festive in December.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Fun&amp;nbsp;in January.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Tolerable in February.&amp;nbsp; But it&amp;#39;s March and the crocus bulbs have no idea what to do.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;#39;m writing for them &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; for us.&amp;nbsp; And, what&amp;#39;s up with New York City?&amp;nbsp; They can walk on their sidewalks.&amp;nbsp; Something isn&amp;#39;t right&amp;nbsp;here.&amp;nbsp; On&amp;nbsp;an up note, thank you for not making&amp;nbsp;everything frigid and wind-chilly too.&amp;nbsp; Signed,&amp;nbsp;Seasonally Affected.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I told you I was going mad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://cs.newhampshire.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=7407" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description><category domain="http://cs.newhampshire.com/blogs/live_free_and_blog/archive/tags/Winter/default.aspx">Winter</category><category domain="http://cs.newhampshire.com/blogs/live_free_and_blog/archive/tags/Spring/default.aspx">Spring</category><category domain="http://cs.newhampshire.com/blogs/live_free_and_blog/archive/tags/Snow/default.aspx">Snow</category></item></channel></rss>