summer dreamin'

This year, all my winter stamina threw in the towel and moved south. Usually my tolerance for inversions and dark, cold, short days lasts at least until the far reaches of February. But this year? My inner sub-zero happiness is nowhere to be found. So, let's look at these pictures and pretend this is a hot, snow-cone-filled, long, bright day. (This would be a great time for my warm-climate friends to say nothing. Or I'll make you come scrape my windshield every day until spring break.)

Ah, summer.