The first day of spring has arrived and I am glad that the winter is over. Although it is still somewhat cold in the mornings (sometimes still in the afternoon), the scent of spring can be perceived in the air and that is comforting.

It's funny. After and during the cold winter you long for a hot summer. When the hot summer arrives you long for the cold winter. Very strange.

I plan to revel in the heat this summer and completely abandon all notions of the cold winter that approaches. At least that is my plan. I will sip a glass of humidity this summer and dread the days when it again turns cold and the snow envelops me in a cloak of cold.