I am back from the land of Kansas where I...took a lot of pictures. Maybe a little too many. But that's besides the point. I am home and I am blogging again.
To me, the seasons are clearly defined. Summer is in June, July and August. Autumn is in September, October and November. Winter is in December, January and February. And spring is in March, April and May. Tomorrow is the last day of February so it only seems right that winter should be finishing up. It's going out with a bang--it snowed on Thursday, blanketing Kansas City in white. All the residents were grumbling about it, having already received an abundance of snow this year, but me? I was happy.
So, my trip was fine. It was fast; full of ice and baskets of food and tears and driving and getting dressed up and laughing with my cousins. Whirlwinds, but now I am home. All that snow and ice was lovely, but here it is a mild 84 degrees (29 degrees Celcius!). Forget spring...I think summer is just around the corner. :) And I'm perfectly fine with that.