It was an absolute gorgeous day here in Connecticut. It was in the 50's. The 50's!!! In February! I have to say, I can't complain about the winter we've had, though I'm a little worried that we may face a drought come summer. I guess there's a reason for the snow we usually get...and trust me, we've received very little snow this winter.
I mean, it's February and there are patches of grass in my yard. Where's the snow? Where's the howling wind? Where's the below 0 temps?
I don't know where it is, but it ain't here. So, you may ask what the hell am I complaining about? Let me tell you.
I got the fever. I got the spring fever. I don't want to work. I don't want to sit inside, tapping at a computer, or doing research...and before the nice weather hit, I was kind of on a roll.
Now I'm rolling out the door to enjoy some spring-like weather.
My compter will be there tomorrow...as well as the next novel I'm writing.
I mean, it's February and there are patches of grass in my yard. Where's the snow? Where's the howling wind? Where's the below 0 temps?
I don't know where it is, but it ain't here. So, you may ask what the hell am I complaining about? Let me tell you.
I got the fever. I got the spring fever. I don't want to work. I don't want to sit inside, tapping at a computer, or doing research...and before the nice weather hit, I was kind of on a roll.
Now I'm rolling out the door to enjoy some spring-like weather.
My compter will be there tomorrow...as well as the next novel I'm writing.