Spring Ends

I prefer two seasons - Spring and Fall. Most of the time around here it feels like one or the other, except for those lengthy days between May and September when we hit the triple digits and I'm not free to escape to milder temperatures.

Everything starts to die. I like green hills.

I find myself longing for flowers that have not withered, grass that still looks fresh. Watch this time next year I'll be Dubai - then I'll be wishing for brown grass covered hill.

Fall can hurry up and get here.