This time last year there was snow on the ground and all was right with the world (my world anyway) Today it was in the mid 60’s. It’s February. Don’t get me wrong, I love being able to ride in February. But I love the winter. I love snow. And I love not sweating my ass off walking from my door to my vehicle. Too soon the mosquitoes will be here and it will be hot enough to fry an egg…Grass will need to be cut and bushes trimmed. And with hardly a spring to speak of, we’ll jump right into another ridiculously humid DC Summer. I suffer through the heat of the summer. I just want that suffering to not be in vain. Give me winter. You can keep the flowers.