Snow: The Farewell Tour, 2015

Or, an excuse to post snow pictures 🙂

Every year about this time I start to feel a little sad. Which, considering that everyone else is jumping up and down thrilled with the longer and warmer days, is just part of what makes me, me 🙂

Once upon a time, I lived in Southern California. Where the weather is always Sunny and 75

Or at least it feels like it.

And, eventually, the sameness gets really…well…kinda boring! Mother Nature gave us four seasons. If you don’t like four seasons, there are plenty of places you can live where Mother Nature agrees with you.

But, it was a motivating factor in my move to the Northeast – I like seasons. I like all of them really! Each one seems to come at just the right time!

Like summer. I love summer! I love going to the beach or hanging out in my backyard in the hammock. I actually have even grown to love digging in the dirt and planting things, hoping they’ll actually bear fruit (or vegetables, whatever it is I planted!)

I love spring…the smell of the hyacinth and lilac…all the yellow daffodils! The mornings and evenings where it is cool enough for a sweater but warm enough to take the convertible to work, or touring around my little state!

Fall?! Don’t even get me started! The leaves! The crisp air. The apple picking and pumpkin carving. And…knowing that the holidays are on the way bringing along, hopefully, some snow!!

But winter. Winter holds a special place in my heart.

So when March rolls around and Spring starts to try to weasel her way in…I get a little sad. I watch the snow melt and think – every single year – that it might never snow again. And I won’t get the chance to do all the snow things I want to do, one day.

This week is that week. When the temperatures rise and the sun is out working its magic. And I know that it won’t be long before the grass is showing again. And I’ll enjoy it.