It's snowing.

I've been waiting patiently for it to be warm enough to take my laptop outside and write. Being as how I have more hours in my day right now than I used to, I can devote it to getting all the little things out of my head and into print.

I have my iced coffee, my notepad, a book, and my little laptop all ready to go. The sun was shining when I got home from my hike and I couldn't wait to get curled up on my deck chair and enjoy my afternoon.

How long does it take someone to get all their gear together? Five minutes? Ten? It went from a lovely warm day to cool enough to snow in about five minutes. That's fine, I'll grab a blanket and wait for it to warm up.

That was 20 minutes ago. Now little flake of white fluff are floating down from above. It's almost June. WHY IS IT STILL SNOWING!?!?! We had plenty of that over the last eight months, my car is still recovering from the black ice we ran over after Christmas. I just want to sit in the warmth and enjoy some sun for a change.

Don't get me wrong, I love winter. Hockey on a pond, snowshoeing up my favorite hiking trails, and hot cocoa by the fire pit. It's a big motivator for living in the mountains. But sometimes, I just want to curl up outside and enjoy nature in my pajamas, not a parka.

Bleh, now the wind has kicked up. I'm going inside.