I know I live in Oregon...the very place that everyone thinks is nothing but rain, slugs, and moss. I guess it's true in a lot of ways, but this winter has been an extreme contradiction to that vibe. It's been so warm here that the entire universe around us has gotten a little confused as to what time of year it is. Even I have pulled out my shorts to dawn my white legs while on my morning walks. It's a little embarrassing to be honest.
I have to admit that I totally amuse myself. Because the weather has been so warm little buds are starting to pop up everywhere. Trees are starting to blossom and and flowers are sprouting up everywhere. I truly think to myself..."poor flowers...they are all going to die when the frost comes. That's messed up."
That's when I realized that I am going to be one of those old bitties who is completely crazy and totally happy to be living in that magical land that is their imagination. I am not afraid to admit it.