Am I being
a tiny bit ungrateful
if I say
I wish I lived on the East Coast this week?
They are supposed to have a blizzard.
We are having weather in the seventies all week
and I'm a little jealous of my East Coast friends.
We haven't had one snow day this year.
All this dry is making me worry
about this summer.
It will be long and dry.
And I worry about climate change.
But, selfishly I am also just longing for a snow day.
I love those days,
once in a great while,
when you wake up
to a whirling winter wonderland.
And don't have to go anywhere.
I love making cookies.
I love shoveling.
on the eve
of a string of seventy degree days
I am longing for a snow day.