It's January. I've seen sixty degree temperatures, rain, more spring weather, a little fog and a lot of confused weathermen. Where is the snow? Where is winter? What happened to the birds that flew south? Has anyone checked on them?
They must be in a terrible tizzy by now. Will they ever return? I'm afraid they'll turn into cuckoo birds with all this confusion.
Last year I took these shots outside in the ice and snow. And even though I don't like the headaches and danger icy roads bring, it would be nice to see a flake or two.
Don't say it. Just don't say it.