Friday, January 14, 2011
I never thought I'd say this, but I'm sick of the snow. Sick of winter? Oh, I'm sick of winter when it's still October and barely even cold yet. But despite hating the cold, I've always loved a fresh new snowfall. And the nice thing is that here in Utah, winters are generally so warm (relatively, of course--they're not Maui, but they're also not Minnesota) and sunny that within a couple of days after every snow, the sun has melted it all away and the ground is bare, the streets are clear, and we get a break before the next snow comes.
This year, however, it has been unbelievably cold. Instead of the upper 30's and lower 40's we tend to have in between cold spells, we've had 20's and teens on a regular basis. And that means the snow we got just after Christmas still hasn't melted off. It's gotten greyer and crunchier, icier and dirtier, but it still hasn't melted away like usual. More snow has been added on top now and then, making for some really exciting adventures walking to the mailbox. But it's been a long long time since I've seen the bare ground or the dead lawn. And, weirdly, I miss that.
Also, I'd like to take the trash out without having to put my boots on. I'd like to be able to run out and grab the mail w/o thick socks and shoes and my pants rolled up. I'd LOVE for my cat to venture outside of our bedroom some time this winter. But evidently her dainty feet can't stand the snow, so she goes from on to under our bed in 12 hour shifts each day, with a 15 minute break for eating and peeing in the house somewhere.
Seriously, Winter, warm up a bit already!