In Maryland, we get to experience all four seasons. And although I have never lived anywhere that wasn't this basic climate, I am truly thankful that I get to wear gloves sometimes and skirts other times. But right now? Right now I want some springtime. Don't get me wrong, winter can be cool (mainly that I look incredibly dashing in scarves and pea-coats) but if it's cold, then I want snow. Apocalyptic, shutting-down-highways snow. My mother instilled in me this love of snow. For as long as I can remember, every time it ever snows, we have to contact one another and be excited about it. It didn't matter that while I was in college, we wouldn't have snow at the same time. I still would call my mom and squeal, "It's snowing!" I love-love-love snow.
But because it's still not cold enough to snow, then I want Spring. I want to open the windows to the apartment and spend hours on the porch smoking cigarettes. I want freshly grilled asparagus and steak. I want to smile at the forsythia in our yard and sip wine while reading a fluffy novel. I want to wear shoes without socks. And the breezes...oh the breezes.
So Old Man Winter, if you're listening, then you need to either put up or shut up.
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