o spring! won't you come out and play?

Yesterday morning, as I was getting ready for work, I elected to leave my snow boots and thermals at home. "I'll probably be okay," I figured and I was just tired of wearing my boots and an extra layer of clothes every day.

Nine hours later, I was standing at the bus stop, watching big fluffy clumps of snow settle onto my mulberry-colored gloves. Another hour or so later, as Pic and I waited on another bus together, I rocked on my feet as the wind pressed the snow into the backs of my pants and jacket. By the time the bus came, fifteen minutes later, Pic and I were both pretty thoroughly wet.

So, I'd like to say that, yes, snow is nice and all, but I'm ready for a bit more sunshine and warm weather. Yes, please.