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	<title>Comments on: Classic Covers: March Winds</title>
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		<title>By: Frank James Davis</title>
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		<dc:creator>Frank James Davis</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2010 11:13:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[March blows in, cooling already chilly surroundings.  Difficult to categorize, it simultaneously serves as wake for Old Man Winter and blustery harbinger to Spring.
If it were a color, this surly month would surely be gray.  Defying global warming, March enters like a lion and, often, goes out the same way; a trying, necessary--ultimately rewarding--passage.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>March blows in, cooling already chilly surroundings.  Difficult to categorize, it simultaneously serves as wake for Old Man Winter and blustery harbinger to Spring.<br />
If it were a color, this surly month would surely be gray.  Defying global warming, March enters like a lion and, often, goes out the same way; a trying, necessary&#8211;ultimately rewarding&#8211;passage.</p>
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		<title>By: jonibee</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Mar 2010 11:59:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It&#039;s funny how a picture can remind us of our past, I can certainly remember how the wind sometimes would howl and blow throwing a fright into me..]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s funny how a picture can remind us of our past, I can certainly remember how the wind sometimes would howl and blow throwing a fright into me..</p>
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