Yes, it's true. We've basically had no winter here. No snow, barely any frost, mild temperatures, rain, sun, wind, but no snow. It's like we moved from a brilliant Fall clear through to Spring as though this little season called Winter didn't even exist.
I held out hope right up until this last week, but then I threw in the towel. If Winter hasn't showed his face by the end of March he ain't gonna. Is it wrong to feel like I've been stood up by a hot date?
It's no secret that I love snow. I got married in the winter just on the off chance we might get snow (it did by the way, in beautiful abundance).
I understand that living on the "Wet Coast" pretty much ensures mild temperatures that leans heavy on the rainfall. Snow isn't really a huge part of our lives, when it does it typically lasts a couple of days before it gets washed away, but you can usually count on its brief appearance at least once a winter. But not this winter.
It's fine, really. I may have bought Jake a snow suit back in October in the anticipation of taking him out for winter wonderland walks through our snowy neighborhood, but I see now it's not all that bad. After all what is there to complain about? I have had flowers blooming in my back yard since January, we've been playing outside most days, digging up worms, tossing a frizbee. Spring is good. But for lack of anything else to complain about in my life at the moment I just had to say - "Winter, how I have missed thee."
|Our backyard deer, enjoying an early spring.|
Hoping that all you other West Coasters are enjoying this eternal spring with me.