The problem; however, tends to come after the beauty part. You know, the part known as the mess. When all of a sudden there are piles and piles of sort-of white, sort of gray, heavy slush everywhere, narrowing streets and sidewalks to slippery cattle-shoots. When all of a sudden there is absolutely no place to park because your car (conveniently lacking four-wheel drive) will manage to get stuck in one inch of snow, let alone ten. When all of a sudden, you have to go to work, and your car, which you swore you parked in a good spot, just spins its sad tires, not allowing you to travel anywhere with any type of authority.
[straight up danger]
It's been a long and memorable winter, and as much as I hate to admit it, my pasty, dry skin and I are ready for some warmer temperatures and extended hours of sunlight. And even though it still feels far, far away, I am starting to get small hints of the spring season's impending arrival: birds chirping in the early morning and that unmistakable smell of dirt. So in honor of that spring silver lining, I've taken some steps to brighten up the house as a sort of welcoming...
[bright artwork! bonus: photographed by my brother-in-law, Matt:)]
[a very spring-like shower curtain that lets in lots of light]
[exercise gear at-the-ready (although I am ready to take my work-outs,
quite literally, on the road]
So whenever, you're ready, spring. I am awaiting your arrival with a carafe of sangria.
(And old man winter...goodbye.)