I am sick of frumpy coats, scarves, real shoes and pale skin. I am sick of being cooped up in the house and never seeing the sunshine. I want to email all my friends at 4:30 on a Thursday, like I do in the summer, and tell them we are meeting in half hour on the back patio of Pavilion for happy hour and everyone shows up because who doesn’t want to enjoy frosty beverages outside on a hot day with their friends??
Oh flip flops, tank tops and sundresses….I want you back. Cornhole, cookouts and day drinking…..where have you been? Mt. Adams pool, you seem so frozen and uninviting. Spring seems so very very far away.
In closing, here is a haiku I wrote about winter:
Christmas, snow, ice, cold
It was kinda fun before
But not anymore…..