Sun So Hot I Froze To Death, Susannah Don't You Cry

Well, our brief little sojourn into spring appears to be over. It was nice to actually be able to walk out of the house in the morning and NOT see your breath, and to have it get warm enough during the day that you actually had to stop for a moment to consider whether or not you needed the jacket if you were going outside. It even got warm - and dry - enough to break out the helmet and body armor and hop on Little Nellie (once a new battery was installed) for a few jaunts to work and around town.

And the Sun! Watching Seattleites shed layers of thermal-protecting outerwear like a snake shedding its skin is one of our annual rituals. And for a brief couple of days, people were positively a-glow, although that was also due in no small measure to the large numbers of otherwise pasty-skinned citizens trying to expose as much flesh as decorum permits in an attempt to maximize Vitamin D production.

Of course, we're now returning to our regularly scheduled program of wet, gray, and dark - while perhaps not quite as bone-chillingly cold as we've experienced for most of the past 4 1/2 months - although, we're hearing unsettling rumors of possible snow for Easter.

It's frustrating, like only being able to have one spoonful of ice cream, and all we can do is cross our fingers and hope the big, bright yellow ball-in-the-sky doesn't stay angry with us for too long.