Today is not a pretty spring day. The wind is blowing, rain is falling, the sun is hiding, and the temperature has stalled at thirty-seven degrees Fahrenheit.
There are days when I can look beyond less than ideal weather conditions and see beauty instead. Those are the days when I can find the interesting shades of gray in a dull palate of sky, or when I can be thankful because it is raining lightly but not violently storming. I can step outside and instead of registering disappointment over unseasonably cool weather, I happily clap my hands together and declare to all that the day is perfect for a brisk walk in the bracing air.
This is not one of those days.
This is the kind of day where I shake my fist at the thermometer and stand staring out the window, fists planted on my hips, not quite believing what I see. What happened to the blue skies and warm temperatures that were here only days ago? Where have the frisky bunnies and chirping birds gone? Where, o where, is the sun?
Somewhere else — which is, quite frankly, where I would like to be today also. Which brings us to…
2. PARIS — Paris is beautiful in spring, right? Isn’t there a song about it or something? Even if the weather is bad, I can always hang out in the Louvre, so either way — it’s all good.
3. NEW ZEALAND: I believe it is autumn there right now, but that’s okay because that is my favorite season. And just look this scenery — those are some very lucky sheep.
5. And, of course, BORA BORA. (Purely for research purposes. I haven’t forgotten my pledge to you, dear reader.)
Someday, friends, someday.
In the meantime, I will go make myself a cup of tea, and try to work up some enthusiasm over the fact that the temperature has come all the way up to thirty-eight degrees! Warmer days are coming…