Is it summer yet?

A friend sent this photo to me today and I laughed, mostly because I can so relate. We have been blessed in the sense that we haven't been blasted with the several feet of snow that the east coast and other parts of the midwest are experiencing. But we have not seen grass in 3 1/2 months now. It is starting to grow old. In terms of time, I think this is the longest snow coverage I can remember having without a break here or there. It does do a number to one's mind after a while, even the sane ones. Are we going to be stuck in an eternal winter? Are we ever going to see grass again? sidewalks? When will the slush and sand stop tormenting us? Are we ever going to get some color on our sun deprived, pasty white skin? These are the questions that I most want answered.

Ya see, I miss summer. I miss the warm sun and the lazy days at the pool. I miss being able to wear shorts and flips. I miss having an excuse to paint my toes. I miss being able to run outdoors on the sidewalks and lay on the freshly cut grass. I miss the smell of barbeques and the sound of crickets chirping. I miss it all, even the humidity.

It's a funny thing, these seasons. It kinda reminds me a bit of childbirth. Stick with me here. Childbirth is never something one looks forward to. It is inevitable, but usually miserable- yet somehow miraculously those painful memories subside with time and make us want to do it all over again.

I think it is very much the same with seasons. We endure them because we must- they are inevitable, but they become so intolerable at times that we are ready to move on to the next for fear of insanity. We somehow forget all the things we hated about the next season and are able to remember only the things we love. We make it through all the seasons only to beg for another winter. Ah, the beautiful snow and the hot cocoa by the fire. Somehow the bad dissipates with time and winter is somehow magically romanticized in our minds. Such is the cycle of the seasons.

Is there some giant conspiracy? Or is it just our mind's way of dealing?

I don't have all the answers. I only know one thing for sure. I miss summer.

Perhaps a trip to the beach is in order. Anyone with me?


  1. I will go!!! I have lived in Iowa my whole life and I like to think that I don't complain too much about the weather, but I've reached a breaking point this year where I just want it to be spring. I miss soccer games and the kids playing outside without bringing in a huge mess of wet clothes.

  2. We're at the beach but it doesn't feel like it! I need the sunshine soon or I'm going to get Seasonal Adaptive Disorder...SAD!

  3. So being one of those "easterners" with guys have it worse. While we did get dumped on....ours is finally melting a bit...not that it's 80 degrees outside, but warm enough for a bit of sanity to return. You guys though, I'm sorry! LOOOOOOVED the picture, I have felt like that the last two months...haha Hang in there, and if you do find a WARM beach, I'm so with yoU! ;)