It's still kinda winter-ish...

I love all four of our glorious seasons. 

I love summer for its warmth and sunshine.  Summer is for trips to Lake Geneva.  It's for sitting outside during my lunchbreaks.  It's for days at the pool.  

Fall has her beautiful colors and her mood-swinging temps.  Cooler at night which is a reprieve from summer's hot-and-humid-all-the-time weather.  Fall requires sweaters and blankets and extra mugs of hot cider and trips to the orchard.

Winter is for staying inside and watching copious amounts of old Christmas movies and drinking a ridiculous amount of decaf coffee.  Winter is for rest.  Winter is for comfort foods and ice skating.

Spring.  Spring is the season following the bundle-up-so-you-do-not-freeze-to-death.  Spring should be light jackets and umbrellas.  Mornings filled with a chilly start and then a warm-up.

We are currently experiencing the chilly start...which lasts throughout the day.  

Yesterday we had flurries.  Flurries.  It's April 9th.  Flurries on April 9th.  Clearly we are what....20ish days in to spring and spring has yet to sprung!!!

I do see daffodils and robins both trying to survive this nonsensical nonsense-ish weather.  

I miss warmth.  I'm not even saying it has to be 80.  I would love it if it would get near 70.  Goodness - even a steady diet of the 60's would be divine.  The 60's are do-able.  And bearable.

It does not feel like spring out.  

I cannot take anymore winter.

Let me say it again.  I. CANNOT. TAKE. ANYMORE. WINTER.

Dear Winter, 
Apparently you did not get the memorandum that we are over. Completely over.  I need you to take your cold temps and move up to the Artic Circle where you belong.  You do not need to write, text, or email me.  I will re-evaluate our relationship next December.  Until then - see ya!  Wouldn't wanna be ya!
Sincerely,
Angie