Yesterday, March 1 was a specacular day in Dublin. Everything about the day smelt, looked and hinted on good days ahead.
It was bright at 06.45 and stayed so close to 18.30.
One could feel the heat of the sun, even if just for a short few minutes in the morning.
And every day from now on it's only going to get better.
It must be the best time of the year.
Hope. Even if it is all later shattered.
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