grey days

Today I woke up wishing for clear sidewalks and streets, paths in the woods without crusty snow, ice and mud.  In other words, I feel like walking.  Wandering somewhere with no goal in mind other than to be outdoors, to inhale fresh air and to not mind that the sky and ground are the same color of washed out grey/white.  

Tomorrow is December first which means we have roughly four to five months of winter ahead of us.  Today, I am already over this season.  When we begin to gain more minutes of daylight after the solstice, perhaps I'll have more positive feelings about it.  But today....I am missing milder weather.

it's a cool, cool summer

Not a Bananarama cruel, cruel summer.  But a thus far cool, cool summer.  June 4th, and it's only 48° F outdoors.  I'm ready for a warm up.  Not hot weather, mind.  I never desire hot weather.  I would, however, like to stop wearing thick winter socks and sleeping with multiple blankets.  'Tis Alaska, I know, but geez.

Who isn't complaining about the cool weather?  Our garden perennials and annuals.  They seem to be thriving.  There's the bright spot in temperatures being ten-ish degrees below "normal."  

knocking about

 

of late