Fickle Weather

It's in this weird in-between time of the year when I can never decide if I'm hot or cold. Or both. Today I left the back door open for all of three minutes. It was glorious out there, the sun was shining and making everything warm and lovely. Then suddenly it was cold again. I shut the door.

Spring is always an odd time. It just never seems to understand how to function. Honestly, the ONLY season we have that really does what it's supposed to do is summer and it does it way too well.