I love snow, really REALLY love snow. But I am over it. I had the pretty, fluffy flakes and now I'm ready for spring. I am ready for the weather to warm up just enough that I can turn the heat off and open the windows. Just enough that I can sit on my patio and write. That is my favorite "writing cave". When the breeze blows gently, the birds are singing, and the hummingbirds are buzzing around, that is the best environment for me as a writer.
So, please, Mother Nature, according to the calendar, this Friday is technically the first day of Spring. Please don't let me down.