Strike two

I thought (once again) that the weather had reached a stable point. All throughout this week, temperatures have been high enough to rival a European summer.

I thought that maybe it would stay that way, like it naturally does here in the spring.

And, once again, I was wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong.

There was enough wind to blow over a horse.

Temperatures were low enough to freeze an elephant.

I need to stop deluding myself about the seasons and just accept them as they come (and go and come and go and come and go.)