Saturday, February 2, 2013
Me--I want snow and cold--and some ice in my cocktail. While everyone was moaning about the chilly temps this week, I kept reminding them of the scorching hot summer we had last year. It was too hot for too long and everyone was miserable. If it was possible to be weary of sunny skies, we were. Well, those of us without swimming pools in our backyards were, anyway.
We got a couple of inches of snow last night, which dusted the 'hood in loveliness, but doesn't really require a lot of shoveling or nasty driving. It's sort of the perfect compromise--pretty without the mess. It's good to see a white blanket tucking in the perennials and an ice layer on the pond. While everyone else may be shuddering--I'm thankful for the "winter" we are supposed to have. We live in the midwest--we are supposed to have winter for a reason.
That said, while the photo above does not represent last night's snow, there is still a very crabby orange stripey kitty who is miffed at the thought of winter. No, he's not going out the cat door. I think his love of snow went out the window with his svelte frame. Poor guy.
So, groundhog or no groundhog, I'm wishing for a few more weeks of winter.