Winter Blues

Winter crampin' your style?

Mine, too.

View of last week's Chicago blizzard from my front door. Did you know that there was snow in every state at the same time this year?

What do you miss?
I miss bicycle rides that require no more than my epidermis.
I miss strolling down slush-free side walks whistling a tune.
I miss laying in the grass cross-legged, squinting with the sun in my eyes.
I miss when I could walk into a building and still see through my glasses.
I miss curb sitting in front of my favorite cafe with a coffee.
I miss craft projects best (and most easily) done outdoors.
I miss sweating so hard you feel purified.
I miss summer festivals.
I miss exposed toes.
I miss vitamin D.

My poor bike that I neglected to bring in before the storm. The damage is done. How sad. I call it my bikecicle.

Don't get me wrong.
I also totally adore winter.

It is gorgeous, for about .2 seconds in the city, before the cars and pollution and people turn the snow brown.
I can comfortably wear color-coordinating cardigans and tights with everything.
I get to make puns like "abominable snow van" when vehicles become buried.
I get to throw things at people without offending them much.
I can hibernate in my living room under a blanket, drinking herbal tea and reading, for hours without feeling a bit of guilt for being a hermit.

Really, winter is quite magical.

<3