I've been fairly silent the last few months. Not because we haven't been doing anything noteworthy. Quite the opposite actually. We have been living it up and enjoying as much family time as we can.
I have been thinking about winter, especially DC winters and I have come to a solid conclusion. I love them. They are just about as perfect as a winter can be. We get snow sometimes. We get rain and gloom sometimes. We also get random 50 degree sunny days sometimes.
I love having four true seasons. When I was growing up in eastern Oregon we had two seasons with a very short week of fall and spring sandwiched between.
Then we moved to Chicago and got two solid but quite extreme seasons. That winter is the reason we don't live there now. Chicago winters are not something to joke around about. Those are some serious winters.
I do dream of winters in San Diego every February as I get tired of winter, but then spring arrives the flowers start poking up and I fall in love with DC all over again.
The weather isn't the reason we moved here, but it is certainly one of the things keeping us here.
