Winter Wonderland

It's cold. Really cold. I guess I shouldn't complain, it's double digits. The snow is swirling around, and it actually reminds me of Christmas. The only difference, is that when Christmas is coming, you're cheery and optimistic. I think that's because I still remember what warm weather felt like. At this point in the winter, there's no cheery optimism. Just the prospect of more cold.

Maybe this year, spring will decide that the annual struggle to push winter back to its northern home for a few months will seem too daunting, and decide to take 2009 off. If that happens, there's no hope for summer. Summer's all talk. It takes the running start that spring offers, and then just goes too far, like someone who doesn't know when a joke isn't funny anymore. It takes well past a comfortable climate, and pushes us into the high 90's and even triple digits if it had too much caffeine that morning.

Fortunately, fall is there to talk some sense into summer. Fall's kind of a killjoy, because it knows that winter is coming, and it reminds us, but at least it gives us a break from summer's triple-digit antics.

All of that to say, it's cold. I hope spring shows up this year, because if it takes this year off, why would it even bother in 2010. The world might just turn into Narnia, except with Christmas.