Anyone who has ever spent time in Texas in what is traditionally known as Spring, will know that we don’t always get real spring weather.
While our winters are usually scoffed at by those states/countries who freeze their butts off for weeks/months on end, we do have a cold season and have been known to see our thermometers drop below zero on occasion. Texans either scamble to find hats and gloves or bask in the glorious opportunity to wear cozy sweaters and scarfs for an entire day without breaking out in a sweat. But we also whine about icy roads because our state can’t cope (we don’t grit our roads), we don’t have actual winter coats, and we’re not used to the pain of defrosting ears and noses – what horror is this, the very air attacks my face!
But as soon as the winter weather eases off we play the enjoy-the-outdoors-as-much-as-possible game because we know we’re about to wake up one morning to full on Texas Summer, despite the calendar clearly stating that it’s supposed to be spring.
Summer can start as early as March. No I’m not exaggerating. The sun remembers Texas exists and tries to kill it. Kill it dead. Burn baby burn.
But every so often, we get to enjoy spring, and it’s lovely. It rains, things grow, and stepping outside we discover that “fresh air” is a real thing.
I can leave my windows open and my house does not become an oven!
I can take my dog to run about outside after lunch without requiring a cool bath and an IV!
The kids can play outside, even AFTER school! We can bike or go to the park!
I can actually pause as I walk to the car, and chat with my friend for more than 48 seconds without needing to wipe the sweat from my eyes!
I love spring! Spring is good!
Oh wait, I forgot about my allergies.