For the past couple of months I have been whining and belly aching about winter and how badly I wanted it to be done and over with. I was sick of snow, and cold. I wanted the warmth of spring.
Apparently the Great Maker heard my whine... er... wish, and decided to grant it.
Poof! Its springtime in Colorado.
Springtime in Colorado is a time for rebirth and regrowth. Its warmth and sunshine. Its brightly colored flowers and lush green trees. Its the birds and the bees, and baby animals.
Its pollen and hail storms, rain and mud. Its mosquitoes and flies. Its warm manure piles cooled by southerly winds. Its cold and allergy season, and I am currently suffering from both.
We had a short hail storm the day before yesterday with dime sized chunks of ice pelting us at 50 mph. This evening's forecast... 40% chance of snow. The same is predicted for tomorrow night.
So tell me again, why was I so excited about the coming of spring, because I seem to have forgotten.