Love The weather is a roller-coaster

Today was a lovely spring day. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the flowers were blooming (well, the amaryllis were, but they do that in winter, rain or shine, so I guess it doesn't really count), the leaves were growing... Our door were open to welcome the fresh breeze loaded with the heavy smells of wet earth and growing things.

Too bad today's balmy 28°C will be down to a meager 7 (with cold rain! Oh boy!) by Monday.

The weather here really should make up its mind.

I like a warm winter. I like a cool winter. I like a cold winter.

But, please, changing from t-shirts to sweaters to jackets to t-shirts again is exhausting. You never know what the weather will be tomorrow, you can't even predict what it will be in the afternoon!

Seriously, Weather. Please pick a season and stick with it. Spring, summer, fall, or winter, I couldn't care less. I would just like it to be, you know, an actual season and not the patched-up bits of leftover weather from last year.

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