It is 64 degrees on the 21st of February.
On my God I am ecstatic. Walking around in a t-shirt, digging on the warmth, Maka has been on the screened-in porch for a while.
How crazy. How very crazy.
But this is just a tease, right? It's gonna get cold tomorrow. We'll get 4 more snow storms in the next month. Temperatures will drop, ice will make life treacherous.
Wait, wait - I am sorry. I am supposed to live in the moment, right? Live in the now?
I am supposed to let the warmth wash all over me and stimulate endorphins and make me feel good. Supposed to revel in how very good I feel today. Enjoy the fact that my brain and body are tricked into thinking that spring is upon us.
Yup. That is what I will do. Roll around in the snow repeating "Holy shit this feels so good and I am so lucky, especially to be living in New England where gifts like this are unpredictable and to be treasured."
Strange days indeed, mama.
Yea feels good...been 85 here pass two weeks after our 4 days of winter...feels good to get the chill out of our old bones...
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