Winter is neither here nor there right now, it’s as if winter is in the middle of a awkward teenaged phase, the kind you have to grow out of to reach your full capacity. Spotty, gangly, gawky… awkward. Confused, does it want to snow, rain, cool down or warm up. There are still patches of snow and ice, but then there are also puddles of water forming, and the sunshine is melting the snow.
One warm day, one cold night and the drama continues.
Who are you asking to the prom? Personally I would choose spring. Goodbye winter, I’ve a hankering for spring fever.
