Why I like winter

Mid-90's, heat alert,smog alert, more than likely a heat emergency later in the week.
But the greenhouses still need tending, even though it's 105 in there, the poor plants need water. Though not as much, because plants, like us go into shutdown mode when it gets too hot. They wilt because their little stomates can't dissipate heat fast enough, so I usually mist them down a couple of times a day. The heat plus another shipment of about 600 poinsettias, 500 cyclamen, 400 carnations and 300 ferns is gonna make for a long week. Think I'll buy my Gatorade stock now.

That is why I like winter better. I can wear a t-shirt, a sweatshirt or whatever and still be comfortable at work.

I mowed the front yard Thursday, but didn't cut the back because I wanted to wait until later in the evening when it got cooler. It's not getting cooler until next weekend.
That is why I like winter, no grass to mow.

It's too hot to cook, and my digestive system grows weary of salads and restaurant fare. I can't even fathom grilling out, it's too hot.
That is why I like winter. Long-cooked stews, chicken and dumplings. A steaming cup of coffee with Kahlua after work.

The dog's are restless because they haven't gotten any walks this week, it's just too hot for them or me.
That is why I like winter. Walking in crisp air, watching them play in snow, then coming inside toweling them off and enjoying a cup of hot cocoa by the fire.

I never did like swimming. I just don't like getting my back wet. Even in the shower I step in front first, yes I'm weird. Plus my figure just isn't bathing suit or shorts friendly.
That is why I like winter. I enjoy hot baths, and fuzzy sweaters that let you go braless if you want. I can always put on more clothes if I'm cold when I go out, but I can only get so naked.

Now when I start bitching about the cold and snow, I will revisit this entry and remind myself, I love winter.