still waiting for spring
The first ten days of June have been the coldest, wettest EVER here on the wet coast. Meanwhile, back east you're frying eggs on the sidewalk. I hate you.
The upside to weather that sucks: creativity increases. Being stuck inside with only a pack of gum and a natty sense of style can be a positive. Not to mention the way creatures who like the wet thrive. Out for a little run this morning I almost ran over a huge beaver, apparently taking a coffee break in the middle of the trail. Life's a playground when there's a puddle every ten metres.