There is something about New England weather. When it is good it can't be beat. I have spent a significant amount of time in the Intermountain West, specifically the Sun Valley, Idaho area. It is so named for the many bluebird days it has. Be it winter, spring, summer or fall (all you have to do is call..), the days can be spectacularly beautiful, not doubt. But here, in Vermont, there is something else at play. Today was 78 degrees with a constant wisp of breeze, a rare cumulus now and again and clarity that made me think I was gaining my vision back. The game changer though- the air. It has to be. There is something here that the mountain west can't have. I believe it is the air. The extra 2.7 pounds per square inch of mass, just envelopes the body creating a perceived embrace that the elevation of the west simply can't create. It feels weighty, cozy, with a breeze, caressing. It just fits like your favorite sweater or jeans. Picture a giant straw from your front yard to the edge of space. It is filled with air. But because there is 5000 ft more air here than in Sun Valley, we feel that weight. That embrace. That hug. Not sure how much weight air can create? Watch this. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zz95_VvTxZM. Yes, air did that. Lucky for us we have an equal amount of air in us so we don't get squashed. The result is a sweetair hug. Of course, it can't take the place of a sweetheart hug, but why not have both.
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