In our little corner of the central coast of California, one sometimes has to look close to find signs of winter. Especially this winter. It's been so sunny & particularily warm this December & January. I send Nia out in seaon-appropriate clothes and she sheds the layers quickly. At night she kicks off all the covers.
But this weekend, things turned cold. Nia and I were at the farmers' market on Sunday (eating ice cream) when the wind picked up and blew in a cold blast. It chased us out and it was exciting to feel the change in the air.
Since then, signs of Jack Frost's paint brush have been on the rooftops and cars every morning, with ice on the shallow dishes of water around. And our covers are up to our chins all night! It is a beautiful and welcome shift.
Plus, it has had me humming this song all morning, which I love. :)
I checked the weather forecast and can I tell you that seeing rain in there gave me a little jolt of excitement? Rain walks, sailing boats in puddles, hot showers after playing in cold rain... Hooray!
Welcome, Father Winter.
(Better soak up the sun today!)
