Relative Something

That all-too-brief taste of winter last week has left me wanting. It certainly isn’t all about me and what I want, but another 50°F day in February kind of made me sad yesterday, even as I luxuriated in an easy stroll down the driveway with the trash and recycle bins without wearing a coat.

I’m well aware of the break this offers to people who drive a lot or struggle to cope with cold and snow. I don’t begrudge the pleasure they must be feeling about the minimalist version of winter we are experiencing.

Scenes like these lasted too short for me…

I suppose if I would just pull out my bicycle and take advantage of the dry roads I might get over my mopey attitude.

I don’t know why, but I’m finding my mindset of longing for a more wintery winter is a difficult one to shift.

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