I can really not wait for summer. I had to run out yesterday. Afternoon. The warmest part of the day it was snowing! I want a day at 72° sunny warmth. It’s not that I don’t appreciate Spring and the necessary rains that lead to burgeoning blossoms, or the cool nights and warm days that get the maple sap flowing that eventually finds its way atop my breakfast pancakes.
We are clearly in the early throes of global destruction. Before you know it, we’ll all be standing around in prehistoric looking rock lined canyons while pelting rain, roaring thunder, and brilliant flashes of lightning become the new white noise that is, or will be, the backdrop to our soon to be extinguished existence(s).
As an aside (you who watch science fiction will understand this), have you ever noticed how when our future space explorers land on a far out there planet, with more intelligent life than we have here, the planets all look like unused sets from Jurassic Park and the intelligent life has tails. But I digress…
How much longer will we have to wait for real warm weather? Up here. Not down along the Gulf of Mexico. Oddly enough, for as ancient as I am, and as many trips as I’ve made south of the Mason Dixon Line, there are only 3 cities in the Gulf I’ve been too, Houston, New Orleans, and Clearwater. Clearwater was my favorite. Maybe again someday. Now, where was I? Oh right…
When will we get back to reasonable weather? I suppose I should be grateful I’m alive still to see any weather. It sort of reminds me of how always looking to the future we lose our appreciation for the present. And that reminds me of this week’s Uplift post Coming Attractions. Take a look.
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Well, my friend, it’s that age-old dilemma of the grass being greener somewhere else. But as Erma Bombeck said, it’s probably because it’s over a septic tank. Here in Florida, the weather is momentarily stupendous–not too hot and humid, not damp and cold. But it won’t last. Humidity increases by the day, as does the heat. Oddly enough, I envy your cold for all of two seconds. Then I remember I don’t do cold well at all. Warm will come. The flowers will bloom. Like you, I’m grateful to be here today.
How true, we envy what we don’t have. Equally how true Erma’s observation was! For quite some time the family had a condo in Delray Beach and the first day there was always glorious. By the end of a week I was tired of living in a sauna and couldn’t wait to get back to home, cool home.
We are, indeed, a fickle bunch.
With you! Looking for some Warmer weather…we’re very up, down and all around in the Chicago area. You know things are wacky in the world when I’m counting on the weather — of all things — to be predictable. Normal-ish. 😜
We are in deep trouble looking to weather to be predictable and normal. Last week we had a day in close to 80 and this morning I woke up to 26. That still seems less of a whiplash inducing turn around than what happens in Washington on a daily (near hourly) basis. All the same, I’d still like to see the weather pick a season and stick with it for more than a few days.
Yup. Whiplash is the right word. It’s cold here this morning and like a dufus, I thought a sweater would do.
It doesn’t! 😜🥰😜
Same here. Need a few more degrees to get to up to sweater weather. Fortunately the faux fireplace is doing a stellar job at making it comfy and picturesque.
Enjoy!!! ☀️❤️☀️
In theory I like warmer weather, but only a certain kind of warmer weather that doesn’t involve high humidity and extreme temps. Which is what keeps me living in a four season region. Variety works for me.
I’m right there with you. I seriously enjoy the variety of 4 seasons. Just not in the same week! 🙄