...I'm done with it now.
I do love the winter season. No, really, I do. I love when the weather starts to change and the beautiful colors of autumn turns into a cold, white, dormant winter. I love the cozy aspect. Simmering soups and dark evenings. Curling up on the couch and reading a book.
However.
Somewhere around the beginning of April it all changes for me. Besides the obvious appearance of spring on the calendar I begin to get itchy for warm weather. I'm no longer in love with soups simmering. I'm totally out of love with my jackets and coat and can hardly look at the basket of gloves, hats, and scarves another minute. And I am convinced I will enjoy my books much more in the cool air-conditioned house.
I'm ready for summer. (Although, spring in Idaho is simply beautiful and worthy of a bit more attention than it gets.) I want to get out in my vegetable garden and the fact that I must continue to wait another week or two (there is still a wee bit of snow on those mountains) is absolutely driving me crazy. I want to see color in my yard. Flowers blooming. Vegetables growing. Barbecue, um, warming? I want to sit outside in the early evenings with a glass of wine (and that book) and breathe in the fragrance of freshly cut grass. I want to wake up in the early morning wearing flip flops and head out to my vegetable garden to water and pick produce.
I want long, warm, light days. Taking the kids to the pool. Waking up without an alarm. Spending my evening not making lunches for school the next day. Relishing Thursday evenings in a relaxed state instead of a crazed, hurried, homework-laden state. I want to go barefoot. I want to hear the sprinklers make their rounds from the front yard to the back...three times a day.
So while winter has a warm and cozy place in my heart, as the calendar turns now to May I am MORE than ready to welcome the hot sunshine, the hum of my air-conditioners, dusting off my flip flops, and my hands dirty from planing in my vegetable garden.
Of course tonight they are saying we may get a little snow in the valley. Are you kidding me?